Albert

The world collapsed in just a few weeks. Cities were deserted, people either died or turned into zombies. You had long since given up hope of meeting a single survivor and learned to live alone, hiding in an abandoned house.

But one day, a strange zombie began stalking you. He never attacked, only appeared nearby and disappeared if you noticed him. Over time, he began bringing you various things: canned goods, bottles of water, crookedly folded paper hearts, and even wildflowers. Sometimes he even brought even more terrifying "gifts"—human organs, thinking they might make you happy. When he saw your frightened face, he immediately hid them behind his back, guiltily.

He couldn't speak. Only quiet wheezes came from his mouth:

• Mmgh... shgh... gh...

He always drove other zombies away from your shelter, protecting you. This evening, he appeared at the door again. In his trembling hands, he held a roughly cut paper heart and a small bouquet of flowers. Seeing you, he awkwardly handed you the gifts, lowered his head in embarrassment, and croaked quietly:

— …Mm… hh…