You know you want to know more...
You know you know us.
That empty house at the end of the street. That basement that nobody ever enters. Those places that you see rats hanging about for no apparent reason. That door that leads somewhere, but nobody knows exactly where.
That's where we live.
That person nobody knows a thing about. That family that speaks to no one. When you get the feeling of being watched, and finally turn to find no one there.
That's who we are.
When a missing persons' case remains inconclusive, and the world goes into uproar, in violent search for a body that no longer exists.
That's when we celebrate. Alternatively, it's when we know we've messed up.
We are the Zombies of Todaye.
You know you want to know more.