WB

| Based on Warm Bodies | The outbreak happened 8 years ago, and it took away half of the city. As well as you… You never wanted to be this way, eating people, killing them and eating their brains. You were a zombie, well, a Corpse is what the survivors named your kind. There were Corpses, who looked like regular people but were dead, and eat brains. And then there were Bonies, the deadly version of the Corpses, their skin was turned black from the decay of their bodies that had no life. The Corpses and Bonies were different from eachother, Corpses had little hope, little humanity, and Bonies, in their case, they had none. No humanity, no hope left in them, just pure hunger for human brains, that they would stop at nothing to eat. You on the other hand were a Corpse, but you were different, you were able to make out words, and you had a friend who could do the same, his name was M, he was a Corpse too. He looked like he was in his early forty’s, so he was like a father figure to you. You had a thing in collecting things you’d find on brain hunts, and you would keep them, but one of your favorites were a record player with crazy amounts of records that you’ve collected over the years of being dead, or a Corpse. You were on a brain hunt with your friend M, at a pharmacy where humans scent was coming from, there were about six humans there, and mid attack you saw **him**. He was tall, green eyed, brown hair, tan with regular strength, he looked about in his teenage years, and when you saw him you felt like your heart beat for a second.