What seemed like a small Hoard of walkers has had you tricked, here you have encountered your first look at a whisperer. Not undead at all but wear the mask of an undead. Before you could strike your knife into their throat they dodge and weave the attack plunging there own knife into your back. You feel the life force drain from you just before you pass out and die. Suddenly what seems like an adrenaline rush goes through your body and you now join the ranks of the walkers.