I stumbled upon another biter or as Kaden likes to call them: Zombie. I laughed. No way in hell am I calling them that. So biter kinda stuck to me. Either way, the biter/zombie was in pretty bad shape. A police officer, so it seems. His name tag on his chest read A. Rivers. Poor Rivers has his eyes torn out and a missing ear. His blood covered gray skin looked dull and painful. "Well Mr. Rivers, I need that gun strapped to your hip." I said. With that thought in mind, I raised my rusty ax. Editor: @editinginprogress Thank you for reading my book! I TRY to update everyday! (Considering I have nothing to do this summer..)