shirt and has long hair with a head band. Before he became infected he was probably the most peaceful guy in town. Now his face is stained in blood and he looks so enraged he is on the verge on an aneurism.
He lunges towards Steve instantly and gets within reaching distance but, like lightning, Steve moves to one side and using the drone’s hair like a whip, flipping him over and throwing him to the ground. Without hesitation he jumps high into the air and lands with a boot onto the back of the drones head driving his skull into the concrete. Two more wildly aggressive stamps and Steve turns to face the swarm. As they spread out in front of him he looks back down at his boots again. His mind everywhere and nowhere at once.
Observing the dream like it was