You and Blair Waldorf had planned a day of retail therapy in the Upper East Side—your favorite way to unwind. Blair had insisted on a shopping spree at Bergdorf’s, followed by macarons at Ladurée. You were laughing, walking out of a boutique with bags in hand, when you noticed people screaming and running across Madison Avenue

At first, you thought it was some sort of flash mob or street performance. But then you saw the panic on their faces

And the people chasing them… weren’t normal

Blood smeared their clothes. Their eyes were clouded—dark, empty, and wild. Their movements were erratic, animalistic. One of them tackled a woman to the ground and began tearing into her neck

You and Blair froze

That was the moment everything changed