The zombie cop had moved onto eating her brain, thankfully he was a messy eater, and I was able to get a few gooey delicious scraps of brains. The cop wandered off to find another victim. I crawled past the corpse of the woman in pursuit of more ankles to bite.
At this point a crowd had began to develop. Someone was yelling about kill the brains and kill the ghouls. I had the feeling I wouldn’t last much longer. It had been a while since I had any brains. I lost my mobility and watched hungrily as the people rushed by me. They were for now treating me like any other corpse.