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No, no.. Please no.. — Description
IT'S ZOMBEH TIME!!!

Chaos erupted into the streets only a few short hours after the first outbreak. People were either running or fighting. Cil had run all the way from school after the teacher came into the room with a shotgun. He said school was out. It seemed that some people faced the outbreak with a strange alacrity. On the way home, he picked up a handgun, one he couldn't quite recognize. He had gotten several scratches from the zombies. But nothing much to worry about. He went on frantically and had soon become careless. A person was lying in the street in front of him, assuming that he was dead he stepped over the corpse. He was wrong about that. It lashed out and bit a big piece of meat from his thigh. He yelped in pain and crumpled onto the pavement. He quickly sat up and blasted two shots into the guy's face. Then the young fox realized that he had run out of ammo. Whimpering, he attempted to get up but a searing pain had enveloped his leg. Once he had given up, he looked around him. Near him was another fur, a lab. His right hand had been torn off and his back had been shredded and his spine exposed. The poor fellow had a permanent expression of surprise, fear, and pain on his face. Cil wiped his eyes discreetly. He was in pain and had not realized that he was lying on his back. He moaned piteously on the road, watching people run around in blurs. He turned his head to the right, only to be attacked by an undead lynx. It clawed at his stomach and soon had begun crunching on the pup's bones and slurping his innards. He stared wide-eyed into the sky, refusing to look at what the infected feline was up to. He let death creep over him in a rather restless manner. He writhed and twitched on the road now slick with his blood. The lynx continued to eat viciously unabated until the boy finally gave off. Cil shuddered helplessly and finally went limp. Soon Along with others, he would do the same to another living fur, Only he wouldn't know of it because he was dead.

Honestly, I just felt lazy so I didn't color it.

Art is mine.

Cil is mine.