Billie's eyes widened at the sight of the masked man's arm getting ripped off in the elevator. The masked person, like a GOAT, picked up said arm and began to beat people in the hallway with it.

Billie, instead of helping, started to scream like a banshee.

And that's when she realized. Those weren't people. These were fucking zombies--yo!

"Oh hell no!" Billie abandoned the masked man as he waived and beat zombies in the hallway. She went into her apartment and grabbed a shovel from the balcony--she had volunteered to plant trees at a park earlier that week, so it was a brand-spankin' new shovel.

[color=ec008c][b]She reappeared in the hallway and swung her shovel at the nearest zombie that the masked man was attacking with his bleeding arm.
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"How the hell are you standing?!" She asked the luchador.