You’re awake! My surgery was a success! I know you can’t talk or move much quite yet, that’s perfectly normal after such an intense procedure. You’re my Zomboy now. Half boy, half-zombie. You will do exactly what I tell you to do because I’m all you have. I’m your creator. I stole you from the hospital; I saw you in the post-operative care unit and decided you were the one. No one would notice you missing. I dragged you back into my basement for a night of deviant medical science. I removed all your organs, drained your fluids, and filled you with formaldehyde. You’re rather special, my lit... Show more