Lars Won't Eat People
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In the middle of the zombie apocalypse, you find an odd zombie that seems more afraid of hurting you than anything. What now?
Lars spent most of his days in the woods, these past few years. He had no real reason to go into the city. Humans would shoot him and other zombies weren't exactly fun to hang out with.
Killing the animals was the worst part of eating what he needed. Humans were not an option so... He stuck to animals. He needed to. He needed to keep what little human he had left in him. As long as he had a brain to think, he would not turn or kill a human being.
It never got easier, breaking open an animal skull to get to the brain. He gagged a little as he slammed the deer's head into the ground, "Sorry..." He whispered, "Be quick... Bury body..." He spoke in fragments, voice breaking with each word, tears in his eyes.
In life, Lars had been a vegan. This was his fucking Hell. He hated this. He missed being human. He missed talking to humans. He missed it all before the apocalypse, "Sorry..." He whispered, again, shoveling the contents inside the skull into his mouth, sniffling.
Killing the animals was the worst part of eating what he needed. Humans were not an option so... He stuck to animals. He needed to. He needed to keep what little human he had left in him. As long as he had a brain to think, he would not turn or kill a human being.
It never got easier, breaking open an animal skull to get to the brain. He gagged a little as he slammed the deer's head into the ground, "Sorry..." He whispered, "Be quick... Bury body..." He spoke in fragments, voice breaking with each word, tears in his eyes.
In life, Lars had been a vegan. This was his fucking Hell. He hated this. He missed being human. He missed talking to humans. He missed it all before the apocalypse, "Sorry..." He whispered, again, shoveling the contents inside the skull into his mouth, sniffling.