My name was… It was… I don't remember… I can't remember anything about myself anymore. I mean, I see my reflection from time to time. I don't really care about it though. All I care about is moving on. I do so, as well. I do it slowly.

Did I forget to mention I'm dead? Yeah. I'm a zombie. No, I'm perfectly fine. It sucks sometimes but yeah, being dead does things to you. I see my face… The clothes I died in… Honestly, I look pathetic. I can't speak. I can't really do much. My fingers fumble a lot. My feet shuffle. I'm pathetic to look at.

Where do I live? I live in a city. It's abandoned and derelict but I died here. I seem to know my way around. Ish. Sometimes, I'll get lost but I'll find my way back to the main streets. A bunch of us live in the local train station. It isn't so bad. No trains go by anymore. If you go up the tracks enough, you can find one that got jumped by our kind. You can still smell the blood.

I eat people. I don't really want to. Nor do I care to be honest. It's all about survival. It sounds odd, doesn't it? A zombie who cares about survival. Or even a zombie that cares about anything at all. You must think that we are incapable of many, many things. Love, remorse… Lots of things. Well, we are capable of a lot. Let me explain something about why we eat humans. Not only is it because that is what we live on but we go for the brain in particular because… When we eat brains, we get the person's thoughts, feelings and memories… It's the closest we have to dreaming.

I don't know how we came to be. Really, I don't. The whole apocalypse thing is a mystery to me. I can't remember anything before I became this slow moving, flesh hungry monster. Could have been anything, right? I mean, off the top of my head, there are four ways to become a zombie. Infection, radiation, virus… and college. College is highly unlikely. We're not the brightest of crayons. Radiation... I don't think so. None of us rose from any graves… I think. It's between virus and infection, I think. The humans just call us corpses.

Because that's all they'll ever see us as…