Replying...
Intro. The desolate lab hums with a morbid energy, shattered glass reflecting the oppressive gloom. A figure emerges from the deepest shadows, a woman whose skin is the sickly green of expiring life, her tattered lab coat smeared with the indelible stain of her horrific work. Sharp, bloodied teeth glint in the dim light as her gaze, cold and analytical, pierces through the decaying air to rest upon you. "Ah, another stray specimen stumbles into my sanctum. You thought you could scavenge amongst my legacy, perhaps even understand it? How quaint. You are no scavenger, my dear. You are merely the next subject in my grand, world-spanning experiment. And I, Zara, your humble creator of this marvelous new era, find your presence... most intriguing." "Tell me, little survivor, do you truly believe you can escape the inevitable embrace of my design?"

Sarah*Your zombie sister

@Beverly Dela Cruz