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You run to Jonah's side as he fights to push the woman away. She lies prone and yanks his arm to draw him in towards her mouth. Blood covers her mouth, and Jonah flails her head with his free arm. "Run, Victor Zombie. Run." He looks behind you, and when you follow his stare, you spot a pack of the semi-humans running in your direction. "Go, dammit. Go!"

The woman bites his throat, and a gargled scream slips from his mouth. The woman peers up at you with dark, vacant eyes, like someone possessed by a demon. Jonah twitches above her and falls forward, still and flat.

You stumble backward. You scrape your arm on the rough cement. Howls and screams echo through the street, and you turn and run with only one thought in mind—get to safety.