The day hadn’t started out great and there was no reason, why it should get better any time soon. Actually the same could be said about Snippy’s whole life, before and after the apocalypse. And as if living in a radioactive wasteland wasn’t bad enough already, he had to do it in the possibly worst company ever. Captain with his insane, hazardous missions, Pilot always looking for a method to get rid of Snippy and last but not least Engie the man, who had singlehandedly made his life miserable before the end of the world and then caused the apocalypse.
And now a zombie?
But on the other hand: Was this guy actually a real zombie? Asking had only produced a shrug from the strange fellow.
Did he honestly not know?
How was that even possible?
As they walked down the streets between the ruined buildings, the sniper cast another look at the silent figure scuffling alongside him.
- Damn he even walks like an undead!
But on the other hand he has a gasmask. If he nee