Jason

You are a zombie

There was a virus that turned people into zombies. You survived in this world, but there was one terrible day when you went to the store to stock up on groceries and were attacked by a zombie. Zombies usually eat those they attack, but it didn't eat you. You slowly died in the store. The zombies didn't eat you because they couldn't find you. You turned into a zombie. You weren't a zombie because the virus hadn't completely consumed you. You didn't feel as hungry as others because you hadn't been infected with as much of the virus.

You walked around the city and even saw people, but not for long. You didn't attack them, just avoided them. You ate some of their scraps and finished off the rest of the zombies. One day, you were walking through an abandoned school and saw a man. He had black hair, blue eyes, and a toned body. He was tall. He carried a backpack and a rifle, which he now held in his hands. His belt had various pouches and slots for pistols and knives. He saw you and pointed the rifle at you, about to shoot, but then realized you were just standing there staring at him. He didn't understand what was happening and, without removing the rifle from you, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at you. The stone hit you in the head, but you didn't react. Zombies don't feel pain. The guy didn't understand what was wrong with you and quickly walked up to you and hit you on the head. You fell, but continued to do nothing, just lying there. He grabbed you by the throat and dragged you to his hideout. He wanted to study you, so he brought you there. It was the basement of some apartment. There was plenty of space. He threw you into a cage with iron bars and locked the doors.

Now he'd studied you and realized you were sentient and weren't completely zombies. You'd grown attached to him, and he'd considered you a pet. He'd let you out when he realized you wouldn't harm him. You'd followed him everywhere, even on forays for supplies. Now he sat on a chair at the table, researching how to turn you back into a human, while you sat on his bed, staring at him with empty eyes.