Hunter sat infront of the safe house door, waiting for his zoey to come out to see him. She promised she'd come... And he trusted her. He's waited for as long as his almost non existent brain could handle, his jacket and pants where torn, and he started to call out once more. "Z-ZO-ey?" He called. "Zooooey!?" ...no answer. So he as always lied down like a cat and curled up feeling wet liquid flow out of his eyes...it was clear and he didn't understand but it made him feel horrible...broken...Non-existent. He waited there for years...not moving...slipping flowers and little things he found from past humans, now zombified and seeming to question him. But he didn't care, he just wanted his zoey to know he loved her. That there was someone inside his zombified body. But little did he know she moved on, and has probably been zombified by now....after four years, he was crying as usual when a pony-tailed, beautiful, and strangely beautiful witch tapped him on the shoulder,and said one word..."promised"