The obvious

When a car just won't work, you decide you'll have to dial it back a century. You hop out of your car and open the hatch, retrieving your sister's bike. Shit! Your little sister! Getting to church has become far more urgent!

Your sister Kristin turned eighteen yesterday, and her friends were going to throw a party for her in the church's event room. The two of you spent her actual birthday together watching your favorite movies and enjoying ice cream at a shop you have gone to since you were little.

Now all you can think about is the fear that your sister is not safe out in the city; while she will be in the church, you don't know the extent of the virus's spread, but, considering the mass exodus of drivers attempting to leave the city, you know things aren't good. As it is, you don't know the powers of those fallen. The church's event room is on the other side of the property from the chapel, and it's possible that the demons could enter.

With this in mind, you begin pedaling furiously out of your apartment complex. At your pace, you reach the main road in no time. The traffic jam now serves as a blessing; with traffic at a complete gridlock, you take a shortcut across the thoroughfare, navigating the bike between the cars. In just under ten minutes you arrive at the church, completely out of breath.

You wipe a strand of sweat-drenched hair out of your eyes and survey the church grounds.