A guard behind the fence of the Governor's residence got too nervous, tripped himself and fell to the ground.
The hordes of undead men and women near him tried to grab onto him.
Instinctively, the guard kicked at the hands that were coming at him, trying to fend them off.
It was a mistake as his leg got caught by the numerous hands and they pulled him towards the fence.
"Help me!" The guard shouted in horror.
He turned over to his colleague with a pleading look.
None of them moved; they glanced at each other not knowing what to do.
"Hey Ann, remember how I helped out with your mother's medical bills earlier? Please help me break free."
The guard pleaded with tears rolling down his eyes.
But his colleagues stood where they were.
Ann raised her rifle and aimed at the guard.
"Sorry, but we have to end you before you turn into one of them."
Bang.
She didn't wait for a moment before she pulled the trigger.
