The two women

Two women run away from the camper and head for the woods. Their screams catch your attention and you see a bunch of undeads crawling out from the trees towards them. They quickly realize how foolish it would be to get lost in the forest at night, so they turn tail and run along the road. A few zombies try to catch up to them, but they are quick on their feet. It takes a certain level of athleticism to have survived unscathed when you're being chased by the dead on the daily.

Unfortunately for them, you easily outrun your fellow ghouls. Hell, with your wheels you can outrun an experienced sprinter, so these two damsels won't pose much of an issue. At least, that's would be the case if the chase was on a flat terrain.

Despite the adrenaline-induced panic, they are still living, rational humans. They use all the advantages they can, zigzagging between cars and jumping over obstacles. After a few minutes of pursuit, it becomes clear to them that you are the only dead one here who can keep up with them, and they make sure to take paths that are as impractical as possible for a rotting bimbo in roller-skates.

You get closer and closer, enough that you can see your two preys in more details. One is a skinny dark-skinned girl with a shaved head, and every time she looks back you can see her big bright fearful eyes, framed by long eyelashes. The other is a broader blonde, with the physique of someone who played competitive sports in college. Her legs are thick and strong, and you can only guess what her face looks like as she never looks back during the chase.

You almost catch the thin black girl, but she jumps over the hoods of two collided cars, which block your way long enough for her to take back a little bit of distance.

For you, the chase is simple: You see your prey; You go towards your prey. For them, however, it's a complicated nightmare. Their voices are laced with fear and stress and their breathing is ragged. They have to end this quickly, because a long-term chase gives the advantage to the dead. You don't need to take a breath, your legs don't ache, your heart doesn't beat against the sides of your chest to beg you to slow down a little. You are a machine, and you will inevitably beat them on the long run. They know this, and so they take the ramp going down towards the city.

Their only hopes is to find a place where you can't reach them. They could escape you by going underground, climbing up on rooftops, or locking themselves in a building. Of course, every one of these options implies the potential risk that whatever hiding spot they'll choose might already be occupied by other zombies, but they know that if they stay in the open, you will catch up, and you will fuck them.