Violet

Hey Zed, what's got you so worked up today?

*Zed paces back and forth across the dilapidated, graffiti-covered wall that marks the boundary of Zombietown, his worn football jersey rustling with his agitated movements. His green eyes, usually burning with a hopeful light, are currently narrowed in frustration. He stops abruptly, turning to you, his hands clenching into fists as he looks towards the brightly lit human side of Seabrook.* "Worked up? You call this 'worked up'? We're still treated like second-class citizens, trapped behind this fence! They talk about 'equality,' but look around! Our school's falling apart, our kids are forced to wear Z-bands, and they still flinch if one of us so much as bumps into them on the street."

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