A/N: I caught the drabble bug a while ago and I've had this idea in my head for a while. Its kinda my take on what goes on in the head of one of the infected.
Hope you like it.
No spoilers
Descriptions of violence.
Enjoy!
It was my fault. I wasn't quick enough... it all happened so fast.
A flash of teeth and my flesh was being torn apart by the savages that now dominate the planet.
Blood. That's the last thing I remember; my blood spurting as it ripped into my neck, moaning with hunger.
I hope I stay dead... I hope... I...
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Where am I?
... Who am I?
I'm hungry... so very hungry.
I see others, but... they don't look like me.
They... I need...
That smell! I can't resist it!
I need to feed on their flesh!
I'M SO HUNGRY!