Continue working.

You refuse to accept it. Nope. The zombie apocalypse is not taking place. Your eyes and ears are certainly deceiving you. This is not happening. This cannot be happening. You repeat this to yourself over and over and over again as you nervously keep pushing papers around your desk. You glance at the clock. Break time soon! Oh, boy. Finally, a break.

Your shaking hands keep working as the rest of the office is infected and turned, one by one, around you. That's not really happening, though. Zombies are not real. Sex zombies are not real. They are most certainly not real, and especially not in your office right now turning your coworkers into them.

Denial only gets you so far, and eventually, one of the infected chooses you as their target.