The morning started with a strange noise, zombies roaming the building again, causing trouble outside. Since my brother John left and never came back, those guys appeared and won't leave.
"Darling?" (Mew?)
My first wife meowed; her pretty eyes sparkled like gems, and I couldn't resist.
"What's the matter?" (Meow?)
I couldn't think like this in the past, before everything felt jumbled like a piece of salmon squished together. Sometimes I wanted to claw the wall, and sometimes I needed to chase the fluff.
"Nothing, just preparing to go out."
"Hnnngh~ don't get hurt."
She stretched out and rolled on her back, patting my chin with her paws, kneading my chest, but today I couldn't enjoy her company.
Of course, until John saved me... and fed me the strange glowing orb.
I heard the old man speaking about Zombie cores in his room. Master called him Old Zhou, and he reminded me of my first owner.
I like the old man, even if he smells bad... he gives us tuna and expensive food.
