You run around the corner of the hallway in the police station after having shot a few zombies. You can hear more from behind. As you run one breaks the window and shoot it.

You keep running, knowing they're right behind. As soon as you see an opening you take it and run through, slamming the door behind me, my breathing heavy. You hear footsteps behind you and immediately whip around and pin whatever it is to the floor. And that's when you realise that this isn't a zombie...it's a man.