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A short time later, two whitecoats entered the room, and walking in front of them was a... zombie? It... she walked proudly, holding her head high. One of the whitecoats opened a cell door and pushed her in. She looked back defiantly and watched the whitecoats as they left. As soon as they were gone, the girl turned to regard the cat girl and the scaley one. With her arms crossed on her chest and her head tilted slightly to one side, she said, "I vas calt Seelvia Krowzuh, but you vill call me Tsombie." Her speech was heavily accented. "And who are you?" She awaited the reply with raised eyebrows.