The man walked through the bar's doors. He looked around, hoping to find something that would make the trip worthwhile. The place was empty, not a soul to be seen or a container to be raided. He walked out, disappointment flowing through him. He paced over to his car, until a rustle in the background caught his attention.

He pinpointed the noise to behind the bar. He opened the gate, and went around the back. He saw someone standing there. A girl, no less than 10 years of age. He called over to her "Little girl?"

She then proceeded to turn around.

Her cheek was gone, ripped off her face, exposing a rotten set of yellow teeth. In-between said teeth were hunks of flesh, human most probably. Her skin was a grey, ghastly tone.

The man, realising what she was, equip his side arm, and walked over to her. In a swift motion, turning the safety off and shooting his gun. Her body fell limp, a puddle of blood now oozing onto the pavement. The man then holstered his weapon and returned to his car.