Moist soil collected beneath his tainted nails, slowly he crawled his way through the moist soil cringing at the light of day. His ears long sense deaf, heard a beautiful sound. The hymn of the melody flowed through his shriveled veins. As his eyes rested on the miraculous ..... "Sunflower? A sunflower? Seriously? " He thought to himself, his undead brain stirred with what was before him. "Oh well!" He thought to himself, He plucked the Sunflower from the earth and planted it again closer to his resting place. Then the thought hit him!... "What if... I was to plant this beautiful melody, again? To have a chorus! An on going melody!" Just as he decided this, the groaning of more zombies came-forth but to his dismay they where eating his precious flowers! His melody singing flowers! They tried to alert him shouting and shouting "There's a zombie on your lawn!" They cried, he set out on this day. To fight back! For he was the Defected Zombie.
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