Flashback..
ONE WEEK EARLIER...
It was his first week as a full Infected, having taken two weeks initially to mesh and conform, many things retaining humanity were now gone, simply replaced. But not all. Landon was often confused, having not noticed much about his own visual appearance; he still considered himself human and continued following daily routines such as visiting the vending machine. But now it was beginning to sink in to his thick skull. Perhaps he had changed..
"Hrrnnn.." he growled softly to himself, examining freshly formed talons that had substituted digits.
He found it peculiar, almost interesting. His complexion had paled drastically, even now displayed a slightly gray-ish tone. How odd.. but no matter. Throwing the thought swiftly aside, he took to his feet, taking a beeline down the hall to a very specific vending machine that resided directly behind a large, sprawling glass window. If was very partial to anything that tasted sugary, and sodas were no exception. Though, now, he found it difficult to operated the still-functioning machinery, due to the fact he possessed little to no currency. There was no work to attend, all local companies ceased to allow in their workers, fearing the plague. It didn't disappoint him too greatly, however. He simply sat and marveled, but this day was different. As he drew near, Landon peered outside the windowpane, a commotion was ensuing. There was a female, as well as a stream of common Infected parading closely behind, her tawny tresses billowed as she fled. He noted a blood-stained wooden bat she carried in hand, and with which she promptly whirled around and struck one of her pursuers directly across the skull. Landon flinched, slightly squimish by the show. The gnashing growls and thick strikes against rotting heads brought much disturbance to the undead around and drew them near. They all encircled the girl, their tight-knit circle enclosing rapidly. She had none of it, not one bit. Batter up.. each swing was more aggressive than the last. Multiple bashed-in craniums fell under her prowess, littering the dirtied streets with their crimson blood and skull fragments. She did this until her last breath, the small horde overthrew the reckless Survivor and swallowed her whole.
