After My Best Friend Became a Zombie

Summary

My best friend was pushed into a zombie horde and turned into one.

The panicked group who did it tried to flee, but I blocked their path.

They were furious: "If you want to save her, save her yourself. Do you even understand that 'holy mothers' die first in the apocalypse?"

I replied: "I won't save her, but you can't leave."

"Why?"

I smiled, raising my cleaver.

"If you leave, what will my best friend eat?"