Spider's focus was momentarily interrupted by a shuffling sound behind him. He spun around to see a bloodied, lifeless-looking teenager in an apron stumbling towards him.

"FUCK YOU!" he screamed, front-kicking the advancing zombie in the chest. It lost balance, and tried desperately to grab his foot as it dropped to the floor. He turned back to S.T.

"WHERE ARE THE GUNS? TAKE ME TO THE GUNS."

[move them out of here. PLEASE!]