Carrie sat next to the girl who was previously, only moments ago, a zombie. The girl was sitting in the back corner of the cot, leaning against the wall with her head down.
"What's your name?" Carrie asked gently, trying to get her to speak.
The girl didn't move or show that she had heard her.
The blond stood up, giving up on getting her to speak. "I'll get you something to eat," Carrie told her, then disappeared to find her some food.
The girl looked up, just enough to see her surroundings, and watched her leave, then put her head back down. She didn't want to be recognized. There were enough humans in the room that the chances that one of them would recognize her were high. She had an unmistakable feature that would give her away.
