Creak! Creak! Bang! 

The metal door, after a two days of withstanding the creatures frantic hit, at last collapse when the thing hit it with all its might. 

Standing behind the collapse door is one of the answers to Oliver's question. 

A man or once a man is excitedly stumbling and staggering towards their place, its haunting all white eyes were eyeing at them hungrily. Every now and then it would produce a inhumane nightmarish gurgling sound, black liquid and pus can be seen dripping from his neck that is missing a big chunk of skin and meat. 

If the creature isn't eyeing them like a piece of delicious food, Oliver really wanted to check and see how it is possible for the head to stay in place after losing half of its neck. 

With the exit being out of reach and the Zombie approaching, Oliver quickly analysed his surroundings for a possible weapon, grabbing his pistol in front when the crying boy disappeared from his side, replaced by his hamster Cole. 

"Is that? I'm not going crazy am I? Shit! Is this a dream? Please tell me it is." 

But that inhumane growl of the danger quickly approaching, tells him it is all a reality. 

There is Zombie in front wanting to eat him and Cole, his pet hamster can transform into a human. 

The man is a small-time robber who frequently breaks into apartments and dorms. With the police currently busy with all the stampedes due to panic buying, unexplainable deaths and mysterious diseases, the man, wanting to retire from his work, planned to go big. 

The gated community is his choice. He knows that the people who owned the mansions are all millionaires. He starts his preparation imagining himself retiring into the Bahamas after becoming filthy rich. 

As they say, imagination is often beautiful but reality is cruel. 

The first house, aside from having a beautiful and luxurious facade, is very bare and empty. Where are the antique vases? Priceless painting? Expensive appliances? There is none. Nothing. 

What he found is an old center table full of stacks of bills that are all due. Electric bills, water bills, Internet bills, loans, many credit cards etc. 

The house is owned by a socialite who gambled all her fortune to the casino, leaving her with an empty house. In fact, the house is already sold and she would expect to move out the following day. 

Anger took upon the man, without any care if he was discovered, he roughly kicked the door open and the steel door loudly protested with a loud squeaking sound. 

That loud sound lured out the owner of the house. 

A snarl is all the robber heard before a creature lunged unto him, colliding straight on in body, taking a big chunk of meat on his neck. 

It might be because of adrenaline or something else but the man somehow pushed the creature inside, closing the metal door in the process. 

The last thing the man can remember is the creature's white eyes looking at him from the windows. Teeth bared making him see the bits of blood and skin. His blood and skin. 

Six hours later, the man woke up again but something had changed. His once blue eyes are a haunting white colour. The man becomes a zombie. 

He walks out from the mansion, loitering around the area when he smells the most tantalising smell of all, blood and flesh! 

He follows the smell, stumbling upon a broken window where a giant animal is laying on the floor, bleeding. He quickly feast upon its flesh when another scent evokes his interest. 

The smell is like no other, a mouthwatering scent. The most delicious thing ever. Human flesh. 

After finding the source, he started banging the thing that is preventing him from eating the food. For days, he continued on and on and at last, the thing collapsed. 

Now, you are mine! 

But the helpless food he thinks is very dangerous. 

Just a bit, go faster! The delicious scent of food is making me go hungry. Just a little bit, only a little bit. 

Oh, where's the other one? Oh, nevermind, I'll look at it later on, the remaining one is bigger anyway. 

Bang! Bang! 

Two continuous shots, his head is no more. The once blue eyed man now white eyed man is no more.