Are you OK? You're not... whatever, right?"

Just a few steps more to the cafe, but James realized the noise he heard mere moments ago was a struggling walker on the ground. When he heard the voice, he spun around and got on one knee, aiming his handgun at a young woman. "No, are you?" He asked, prepared to fire his weapon.

Another noise, this time in his blindspot in the dark. He had enough ammo if it were another of those beasts, but he kept his attention on the woman.

"What the fuck is happening?" The woman asked, but this question seemed directed to the darkness, so she must've had a better vantage point of who it was.

"Dead is rising is what's happening," the body beyond the darkness explained, and it seemed to make sense in James' eyes, what with the prostitute once being dead.

Then a black fella came walking up, and James quickly aimed his weapon at him, before going back and forth between everyone else. Then they started talking about a car and a radio and one of them brought up the Lockdown thing.

"So you've seen it too?" He asked and started to follow them outside, but still in a wary state of mind.