Kat had just gotten off work from pulling another all-nighter. Instead of going to her room, she went out to the street to get a cab. She needed to get to the babysitter's to pick up Grace. The older woman who watched her didn't usually watch children overnight, but she made an exception for Kat because she knew what it was like to be a single mom.
Kat hated the all-nighters. She hated leaving her baby with someone else overnight. But her boss had promised her a full four days off to spend with Grace. Kat was already planning on spoiling her : the park, ice cream, a trip to Toys-R-Us, the kiddie pool at the community center... the works.

She was still planning things in her head when the screams registered. The streets were in a panic, people running around like maniacs. Kat tried to stop someone to ask what was happening and nearly got shot. She waved down a cab in the street. [color=a187be]"I need to get to my baby!"[/color] Kat demanded.
"No way bitch! You know what's happening?! It's the goddamn apocalypse! People are eating each other!"
Kat didn't bother hearing anymore. She jerked the door open and yanked the guy out. He was so scared and surprised by her action that he didn't have time to resist or protest. Kat got in and slammed the door, locking it.
"What the hell bitch?! Open this door! Goddamn it!" the driver screamed, pounding on it.
[color=a187be]"I need to get to my baby,"[/color] Kat replied and sped off, running over the idiot's foot. He ran after her, screaming obscenities but she didn't slow down.

Once she reached the house her heart went in her throat. There was blood everywhere and the door was wide open.
[color=a187be]"Grace!!"[/color] Kat screamed, jumping out of the car without even putting it in park, racing into the house. A baby's scream came from the kitchen. Kat ran in to see a horror that nearly made her throw up.
The old woman who watched Grace was on the floor, her stomach ripped open and being eaten by her neighbor. Grace was sitting in a highchair screaming her little head off. And the... [i]thing[/i], Kat didn't even want to call it a person anymore, had turned towards Grace purposefully.

Kat didn't think, she acted.
Snatching the curtains down from the wall, she used the pole they hung on and rammed it downward with all of her strength. It embedded itself into the [i]thing's[/i] back, pinning it to the floor. It snarled and swiped at her. Kat yanked Grace from the highchair and raced out of the door and towards the cab.