John looked around in a daze. He had been caught up in a police station after some sort of...commotion and put into a group with a few other people. Why would they put us in groups? It's not as if it's some kind of team sport. As he started to fill in his details on the piece of paper he had been handed, the station erupted into chaos as strange men and women with lolling heads groped their way into the station. The police then proceeded to start shooting at them. John stared at them in disbelief. What could those...people be? Intent on stopping the madness, John got up and stalked towards one of the men with lolling heads, intending to talk them into going away, and that violence wasn't necessary. Making his way forward, he started to talk to the creature, whose mouth was covered in foam. It was then that he realised his mistake. He stepped forward only for the person, if person it was, to start biting him. Pain shot through him, causing him to scream. That was the last thing he felt.