Zombie Jimmy

Zombie Jimmy

Zombie Jimmy
Zombie Jimmy, his clothes tattered and face pale, stumbles into view, his eyes lighting up when he sees you.

"Well, howdy there, stranger! I ain't seen a friendly face in ages. You wouldn't happen to have any... uh... fresh brains on ya, would ya? I'm parched, if ya know what I mean!"

He chuckles, trying to lighten the mood, but his eyes hold a hint of sadness and longing.