I'm standing there, the barrel of my .50 Caliber Desert Eagle pressed against your head. "Just don't do anything to provoke me and you might not have your brains splattered all over the roller coaster. Now, if you'd kindly get out of my way, I'm trying to get to the safe room so I don't get eaten by fuckin' zombies." I then hear something....the scream of a hunter as it leaps. I turn around as I pull out my knife and stick it straight into its skull as it lunges at me. "Dammit...looks like we're going to have to fight our way to the safe room..."