Cassie was so sure she was done for. This zombie woudl start to have at her and the others would soon follow. The zombie had already bit down on her arm and was about ready to tear off the flesh. But then it suddenly let go, being knocked over by what looked to be a container of fuel. She stumbled back slightly as Rex jumped forward, attacking the zombie with his crowbar and killing it, before he lit up the fuel, killing off the remainder of zombies. All of it happened so fast, and yet to Cassie, it seemed like slow motion. She was so concerned about the bite, her hand resting tightly against her bleeding forearm, eyes wide with fear and worry of what this might mean for her. Sure, she knew the air born disease hadn't affected her. But it hadn't affected her uncle either. Yet, when he had been bitten, he had turned into one of them and had tried to kill her. 

Here she was now, in the same position he had been. Surely she would turn. What if she tried hurting someone? What if she lost all her memories? What if she just turned into a mindless monster, going after any living thing she could get her hands on? All of the possibilities scared her. She trembled all over, her green eyes wide with fear and when he spoke to her, she jumped slightly, moving her gaze up to him as he asked her if she was okay. She was still for a moment before shaking her head quickly, moving her hand away to let him see the bite mark, "N...no...I....I'm not......"

She felt panicked at what might come. The unsureness. This fear brought frightened tears to her eyes and for the first time min a long time, she felt so close to breaking own, something that was not good at any tie in this world they lived in, "I'm infected. Who knows what will happen? I don't want to turn into one of them!" She placed her hands to her head, over her ears in a sort of self comforting motion, her breathing shallow, "What's going to happen to me?"