Jill fires two shots into the head of the fallen zombie, making sure it's permanently down, before she steps over its remains, taking cover at the corner of the alley. She peeks her head out around the corner, analyzing the situation on the street, her custom M92FS pistol gripped tightly in both hands.

She squints at the scene. Cars are tipped over. Aimless zombies roam about. "Just another day at work, huh," she utters to herself, before performing a tactical reload, storing her current magazine and slapping a new one home. She performs a quick one-handed chamber check. Gun's hot.

She looks down at her TacPad. The rendezvous point with Leon and Claire is just at the next block. But there's a red dot behind her...and she sees a rather large shadow on the ground in front of her.

It's a licker, and it somehow managed to sneak up this close to her. Her eyes widen. She quickly turns around to face the threat-