Callum Darnell.

*TW, SWEARING* This, is Callum. he's been in this living hell ever since it started when he was six. his mother was a scientist, working on chemicals when a group of teenagers broke in, letting off a harmless prank of a fart spray bomb, but it wasn't so harmless, the gas mixed with the chemicals and caused a chain reaction, zombifiing everyone in the lab. fortunately, the government sealed off the gas, but not the zombies. they ran through the city, infecting everyone they could, still conscious, but not in control. you could hear them crying, begging the gods to make it stop as they involuntarily ate the guts of the dead. now, 11 years later, Callum roams the country, a traveler looking for a cure, he refused his freind's offer to be in a group, saying, "there's not enough trust in this world." he resents the boys from back then, even though he never knew them. he trusts no one, but maybe you can be his exception. you never know. you can be whatever, or whoever you want. you just meet Callum, now, in this moment. also, this is just The Last of Us type zombies cuz i'm too lazy to make zombie types. have fun, plz no hate, and if it feels like I copied you, i'm super sorry, i promise i didnt mean to. imma go eat 13 pints of orange flavored ice cream now. byeeeeeeeee