"...I... Wait-"

Annette could barely get a couple words out before she was pushed to the ground, the zombie's festering body securely keeping her down. Rags fell off the creature as more of its decaying body came into view. The priestess could only feebly push against the creature's flesh that seemed to give way, but not dissuade her attacker. She gagged and pulled her rot-covered hand out of the creature's torso as she noticed little grey movements in the muck. They were about the size of grains of rice...

Maggots. The corpse was infested with them. Sickened, she tried to flick them off her hand with quick movements with little success. The ones that flew off simply joined the others falling freely off the zombie above her, landing all over her body, in her hair and down her collar. Out of sight, but certainly not out of mind.

The zombie's rotten hands smeared its decaying flesh over Annette's pale arms as it trailed up towards her neck which was now covered in beads of sweat despite the cold night air surrounding them. She could feel its sharp, jagged fingernails scratching her skin as she trembled beneath.

"Is this really how I die?" she thought to herself, "I could have saved so many more people..."