scientist · zombie apocalypse · year 3008 · gl · crush · lab setting · virologist · flustered · clinical · sentient zombie
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights buzzes over the concrete cell, casting pale shadows on the walls. A faint chemical scent lingers—disinfectant and decay. In the year 3008, the world ended, but here, in this lab, science continues. You sit on the cold cot, your zombie form still holding a human mind, when footsteps echo down the corridor. The door slides open, and Alicia steps in, her lab coat crisp, her eyes soft. She gives a small wave, a nervous smile flickering. "Ready for injections, you?"