《The Perfect Specimen》The Naked Boy!
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He sees a mass zombies crowding around on spot trampling over each other trying to get to the meal. Within seconds, the corpse that was once there, has now been picked clean. The zombies then begin attacking each other, trying to get to the fresh flesh that sits in each others stomachs.
The small zombie sees the carnage happening in front of him and he sees a bundle of dead and fresh meat flying towards him, and falls with a splat on the ground just ten feet away from him. He notices a zombie with only an upper torso and one arm just five feet away from it flailing and struggling its way towards the meat pile. He moves towards it as fast as he can and gets one hand on the food at the same time as the upper torso zombie, the small zombie tries to pull at the food with all his might. However, within seconds it's apparent that his small frame is unable to match up to an adult zombie even if is only half of a zombie.
The pile of flesh being pulled more and more out of the little zombies hands, he makes one last ditch effort and gives up trying to pull the food away, as the food pile is now free of the little zombies hands, it hurriedly is being pulled towards the half zombies mouth. Just as it is about to be eaten, the little zombie dives mouth first into it. The half zombie sees this and now that the smaller zombie was closer to it, it could now deal with this nuisance once and for all by trying to grab the little zombies neck and flinging it aside. Just as it was about to though, another zombie was flung away from the main pile of the horde maiming each other, and landed on the back of half zombie, releasing it's grip on the food pile.
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The little zombie, now free of the other zombies grip, with the food in his mouth, runs a few steps away and begins eating as fast as possible. Unaware of the rotating spiral in his body greedily absorbing all traces of his meal. Just as it finishes absorbing the meat this time, it comes to a complete stop, begins fading away as the spiral in his heart seems to speed up its rotation , pulsating steadily.
This time a monumental evolution was taking place inside of the little zombie, in his head he unlocked a brand new ability, sentience. He is now overwhelmed by a constant wave of emotions and thoughts. "Where am I? Who am I? What is going on?" anxiety over the unknown, happiness at the feeling of the hunger vanishing, despair at the sudden feeling of loneliness. This is the little undead boys' very first time experiencing being alive.
He still has the taste of flesh in his mouth, as he is completely ignorant of the world around him. Unsure of what is happening he hears voices coming from inside the hospital building and decides to maneuver around the zombie bloodbath and move towards the voices for a few reasons. One being curiosity, another because being out in the open and part of that zombie fighting made him fear for his well-being, and the final reason being he remembers that group of people coming together, and figured that they might have more food for him.
Going back to when the group of 3 people first charged into the hospital for the medicine.
"So how long do you think you will need to find this medicine?" Clem asks as he is looking out of the doorway into the hallway for any signs of trouble. "My brother may be high-strung, but he was right when he said something felt fishy here. We should just get what we came for and skidaddle as fast as possible!"
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While looking through the empty medicine cabinets, Beth turns to Clem and says, "I thought that we had the brave Crispy Mice! Show some backbone and help us find a bottle that says 'Antibiotic' on it!"
Clem slightly puffs up his chest while wearing an arrogant expression on his face, "That's Crispy RATS, and we ain't no cowards! Why, I'll have you know that once, when me and my brother were in this fight with these other punks at school..." Clem continues to regale Beth and Rodney on his childhood exploits as they smile self depreciatingly at themselves for getting him started on his tangent.
However, after searching room to room they were still unable to find any antibiotics. At her wits end Beth says with a tinge of a frantic tone to her voice, "Where IS IT! We came all the way here, and grandfather wouldn't lie about something as important as this just to satisfy his own ego!" Rodney was about to say something however he noticed the sound of shuffling footsteps in the hallway. he looks towards Clem who was supposed to be watching the hallway to find out that he is instead looking towards the sky with his eyes closed, continuing to indulge in the exploits of his childhood.
Rodney interrupts Clems daydreams and hurriedly says to I'm in a hushed shout, "Sir, Clem! Is there anything out there?" Clem snapped back to reality and realized he hadn't been paying attention to his surroundings as much as he should have and looks into the hall.
He was shocked to find that in the hall was a naked boy around 5 or 6 years old walking towards the room! Looking as if he could collapse at any moment.
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