I was one of the few survivors of a zombie apocalypse. I was in a car with a friend (apparently a DC), and we had met this really happy cute blond girl who'd always be smiling. She was a model or something like that. We had met her, then left and later found her again as we were driving down a street/hallway. She asks us if we can give her a ride, but of course, we're being really careful about it. As she speaks I'm carefully searching her for bite marks, or any sign she might have been contaminated by the zombie virus. We say it's okay for her to come with us, but at that moment she jumps up yelling "yay!" (ignoring the nearby walking zombies), and we notice right under her right armpit was a bite mark. Uh-oh.

She sticks her arms strangely into the car and tries to climb in. We try to stall her, and it works, but since we couldn't get her to get away, we just set the car on reverse and drive back. I'm not sure, but we may have hurt her arms, even if a little. Better her than us, I thought. Though it was a shame she got bitten.