Zombie was standing motionless in the corner of the library, staring at the wall absentmindedly like some dumb corpse, while the setting sun was peeking at him from the window.
In recent times he found himself doing that whenever he was deep in thought.
And, truth to be told, he was quite bothered at the moment, so he had a lot to think about.
Mostly about his master.
About the events of the game that was surely starting too... but mostly about his master.
She really decided to kill her own mother, and with poison - his corpse devouring venom - off all the available methods!
In the past, Zombie considered many times to attack lady Raspberry for what she did to Cranberry.
Yet he never acted on those impulses.
After all, no matter what, lady Raspberry was Cranberry's mother.
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