[Ahh you're not going to like hearing this, are you - at least it was rather distantly by now in the past.]

It happened in May, actually... (That is before I started changing into a zombie, although, technically, I may have already been one.) A "magical" effect was clearly keeping me alive.

If I would be less "messed up" than a person who can die, then why can't I offer myself for a fight?