Trapped on the deserted train, Billy hid in a compartment, working on getting out of his cuffs.

Things had gone bad. His execution transport had crashed, thankfully, and he'd been able to escape to this train, but the train was crawling with the living dead.

He managed to break free of one cuff, then paused as he heard the sound of gunshots right outside of his cabin.

He reached down, slipping his stolen Glock from his waistband.