C103 Skinless Ox

Egil's fist made contact with the metal wall, and to his surprise, it felt as brittle as a zombie's flesh... not soft, but with the yielding texture of a gummy candy. His fist easily sank into the wall.

Withdrawing his fist, a distinct impression remained, complete with five clear finger marks, albeit with a few extra zombie skulls mixed in.

He stared at the imprint he'd created, puzzled