He ran out of ammunition and pedaled to the police station to get more. There was no one to stop him. No one anywhere. Just zombies.
It was the first time since the electricity stopped flowing that he’d come here. The place was dark.
He loaded his pistol, then turned to leave.
A shadow shifted in the darkness. He fired. In the split-second flash, he saw the girl. She was not a zombie, not infected. She was… was… dead!
Doug dropped to his knees and cried.