Claire sat in the back of the Jeep, watching carefully as the cop aimed a gun at a random person on the street. Man, if he really is a cop, he's not a very good one, she thought. She turned herself around and grabbed the door handle behind her back. The door was locked, as expected. "Stupid child locks," she said. She looked at the other door in front of her, and blinked. No way, she thought. Still, she shuffled down the seat and turned around again, trying that handle. The door opened.

Child-locks on only one side...really? Worst cop ever, she thought. She pushed the door open slowly, crawled out and kept her head low as she ran away from the Jeep. They were right outside Emmy's Diner, which was a familiar place to her and she knew someone would help her if she ran in with handcuffs. She pushed the front door open and walked in, glancing back to the Jeep. The cop and the other man were both gone. Okay...

Claire looked around, and suddenly felt uneasy. The Diner was never this empty, especially at this time. She walked past the booths, worried something bad might've happened, like a robbery. "Hello? Is anyone there?" she asked, glancing from booth to booth.

"Hello?" she asked again, getting impatient. "Look, some crazy guy kidnapped me and I need help!" she said. She heard a strange gurgling noise and glanced over the counter. She saw a man crouched over a waitress, who appeared to be dead. "Oh god...What happened?" she asked.

The man turned his head slowly and looked at her with a blank expression. He had blood all over his mouth, and was apparently missing an ear. Claire tried not to stare. "Are you alright, sir?" she asked, trying to sound more concerned than she actually was.

The man moaned and started getting up. Claire noticed he was also missing half his arm, which was a bit weirder than the ear. "Um, no need to get up...I can call for help, actually," she said, glancing over at the phone on the counter.

"Bluurrggg..." said the man as he took a step towards her.

Claire backed away from the phone, not wanting him to get too close. "Seriously, don't move...Just, have some water and sit down for a second," she said. The man kept walking towards her, limping with every step, and with his arms extended in her direction. Claire kept backing up until her back hit the door. She jumped, turned, and nearly yelled when she saw three more people through the glass doors. "What the hell is this?" she said, looking around. "Are you friends with that so-called cop or something?" she yelled.

"BLUURGG!" yelled the man, getting closer now. Claire took in a deep breath, and ran towards the emergency exit. She slammed her side into the bar and when the door swung open, a gun was pointed at her face. She gasped, wanting to put her hands up, but the cuffs were stopping her. "Wait!" she called out.

"You...How did you get out of the Jeep?" asked the so-called cop from before.

Claire glared at him. "What kind of idiot puts the child-locks on only ONE door?" she asked.

"I...I did? Fuck sakes," said the cop.

"The more I think about it, the more I doubt that you're a policeman," said Claire, grinning.

"GET DOWN!" he yelled. Claire did as instructed without a second thought, and he shot right over her head. She turned around and saw the Blurg man from before, only much more...dead.

"You shot him..." she said, staring at the bullet wound in the man's head.

"These people are zombies," said the cop. "That dead woman in the road somehow started crawling up my leg, but I'd checked her pulse and she was a goner for sure."

Claire shook her head. "Zombies are only in video games," she said.

The cop grabbed her arm and pulled her up to her feet. "Come on, we have to get back to the Jeep and find the station," he said.

If he wasn't a cop, why would he willingly drag her into a station full of real cops? He'd only be getting himself into more trouble, so maybe his story checked out. Still, get your fucking hands off me, you psycho kidnapper, thought Claire. "Why the station?" she asked.

To her surprise, the cop turned her around and unlocked the handcuffs. "It'll be a lot safer there," he said. "Weapons, cops, and hopefully answers," he added.