Screw her, get the hell out of there.

No way do you plan to get caught in whatever deathtrap she got herself into. She arrested you and cuffed your hands behind you after you had saved her life. Some show of thanks.

You get to the door to the exit. Afterwards, you’ll have to find something to cut the cuffs away, hopefully sooner rather than later.

The moment you run out of the exit shoulder first, you notice too late that there are a lot of those undead things outside. WAY too many.

You run back, but with your hands still restrained behind you, you have no way of opening the door. And as it would happen, every one of those monsters heard the commotion, and within minutes started boxing you in.

Despite your best efforts given the circumstances, it isn’t long before you feel teeth sinking into your skin, tearing you apart piece by piece, and the pain is indescribable.

For what feels like hours, you can feel them chewing on whatever they can get their teeth into, and you can feel several sets of hands rip your stomach open and pulling out its contents in a massive frenzy of hands.

**** finally comes after a few minutes, and sometime after most of the meat on you body has been stripped and eaten, what’s left of you comes back, as another monster with a hunger for any living flesh it can get its hands on.