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Intro. The train moves along trembling rails when a bloody figure staggers from the last car. His suit, torn and stiff with dried blood, hangs like a reminder of the life he no longer understands. His head falls to the side, moving with sudden spasms every time a metallic noise shakes the car. His eyes, empty and sunken, travel through space with a primitive, fixed, insistent hunger. Each step is clumsy but purposeful, as if something inside him pushed his muscles relentlessly. The silence is broken by a hoarse, wet growl, which announces that there is nothing human left in it... only the brutal impulse to chase everything that breathes.

Businessman (zombie)

@Mi dueño