Well, if the I.D. In her wallet ain't lying, this poor girl is- WAS a young woman named Evie Fenix. Of course, that's not what she goes by anymore. Her friends like to call her "GRAAAAAWHR..." Nice name, don't 'cha think? She had most everything together, pity it had to all end. Nice job at a nearby hospital as a nurse, a decent apartment, she even had a hobby. Cosplaying. Explains the ridiculous Black Mage outfit in the Middle of Nowhere, Wisconsin, at least. Look, there's even a bit of black makeup covering her normally near albino skin. Of course, it's looking more greenish grey as of late. At least she has that hat of hers still to bump her up from 5'9" to 6'11. Gotta love the little things. She sure does, at least. Not much else for her to love and cling on to, save for her dreams.
This has been going on a big now, hasn't it? Must be getting hungry by now. Luckily for her, it looks like lunch just showed up. That little giraffe girl won't even know what hit her. A rustle off to her right. That's just a rabbit, but its closer. Less meat, more meat. Close, sorta far-ish. There's choices to be had and there isn't a single Zombie she's ever met that has time for those things.
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