In the end, it had been the yelling that attracted him. The sound had called him from the shadows like a dog heeding its master's call.
Conscious thought had died along with Rick himself. When he'd come back, it had been only the most base, primal urge that stuck with him; it was that deep-seated needthat drove his corpse back to its feet, breathing unnatural life back into stiff limbs. Morality, self-preservation, love, anger... None of it mattered anymore.
He just needed to eat.
It was the only thing his blank, inhuman mind was capable of processing anymore. He no longer noticed the seeping, ragged wound that had finished him off, pain having gone along with other useless feelings.
Until he'd heard the first of the Initiate's screaming, he'd been aimlessly wandering the maze of tunnels, flesh greyed and gait clumsy. There was nothing stealthy about his approach, his growl echoing off the cavern walls as he drew nearer, hunger building as he caught the scent of living flesh.
Sorry I'm late!
Conscious thought had died along with Rick himself. When he'd come back, it had been only the most base, primal urge that stuck with him; it was that deep-seated needthat drove his corpse back to its feet, breathing unnatural life back into stiff limbs. Morality, self-preservation, love, anger... None of it mattered anymore.
He just needed to eat.
It was the only thing his blank, inhuman mind was capable of processing anymore. He no longer noticed the seeping, ragged wound that had finished him off, pain having gone along with other useless feelings.
Until he'd heard the first of the Initiate's screaming, he'd been aimlessly wandering the maze of tunnels, flesh greyed and gait clumsy. There was nothing stealthy about his approach, his growl echoing off the cavern walls as he drew nearer, hunger building as he caught the scent of living flesh.