Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-5142578-20141021025856/@comment-5142578-20141105171358

Frost looked at the jackal who just came up. "Whatever it was, it's dead for good now." he said. He then took another look at the driver. The driver was bitten up badly and had blood and gore all over him. Some of it might not even be his. It was at that moment that the driver lifted his head and tried to reach out for Frost, making a moaning sound as he did so. However, because the undead driver was still pinned to his seat by the metal debris, he was unable to succeed in grabbing anyone.

Frost simply stepped away and shut the driver's door. The undead weakly pounded against the window, unable to get to anyone for the time being. The wolf then turned to Deadline. "The driver mentioned something about loud noises and flashing lights drawing those things attention." he said. "That gunshot might bring more of them." ________________________________________________________________________________ The person who got hit by the car looked like he had been rotting for a few days. He was clearly one of those "things". However, he or it didn't move when Lockdown spoke. ________________________________________________________________________________ The scene that greeted thylacine when he arrived at the construction yard was one of complete horror. Although he already missed all the action, the gruesome aftermath would be enough to tell him that whatever happened here didn't end well. The area had plenty of blood and a few weapons were scattered on the ground. Several of those undead things were walking about the construction yard, as though content to stay within the area. Some fed off of corpses of fallen police officers, while others seemed to stand about as though in a trance. Some of the undead were even dressed as police officers, indicating that some of the cities finest have turned. The police cars there still had their lights flashing, but nobody seemed to be in any of them.