"Running again, you don't look back, but you can sense others rounding the corner, and you expect she's joined the mob, along with so many that you know, and so many more you don't. They yell that they are going to murder you. Every single one screams it at you.
They're not zombies. They're just people. You realized they've always been this way, it's just that something has risen to the surface, something they have chosen to unmask– to unleash."