The cuffs buried on your wrists, the inhibitor collar hummed against your neck as the officer slammed the car door behind them. The car’s engine roars, the officer fixes the rear mirror as he looks at you through it.

“I hope you’re comfortable, pal. We’ll sort this out at the station.” The officer chuckles mockingly. “I’m not your pal.” You roll your eyes at him.

The drive to the station feels like forever, streets are quieter than usual. The officer stops abruptly making you hit yourself with the steel from the partition cage. “Did you really had to do that?!” You said annoyed.

The officer ignores you as he looks at a woman biting a man’s neck. The man screams in agony. “Don’t move a muscle.” He warns you with a glare. “As if I could…” the officer opens the door exiting the car and leaving you cuffed behind. “Hey! Don’t leave me here!” You shout but it was too late he couldn’t hear you anymore.

Something was happening around you, something you only saw in movies. There was the woman with her teeth in the man’s neck, people running around, blood so much blood, a young guy tripped, his shoulder torn apart. This was hell. A few gun shots were heard, the officer nowhere to be seen. You lowered yourself in the backseat, hiding from preying eyes. You were going to be stuck there for a long time.

“Fuck Fuck Fuck… why me of all the people!” Hours went by, you kept glancing around to see if there were any survivors aside from you. Night time came, the street was lit by neon signs and light poles. As you look through the window you see someone peak from a nearby bar. You start shouting and moving aggressively making the car move. “Heeeey! I need some help here!” Nothing. You try to get your hands from behind your back.

Finally after a few minutes of trying manage to get your legs past your arms, you hit the windows with the metal from the cuffs but it doesn’t budge. You slump back, giving up. Your eyes close, there’s nothing else you can do. Suddenly the backseat door opens, you open your eyes seeing a pair of blue eyes hovering over you.

“Accepting your fate already?” She chuckles, The woman pulls back. “Hurry, we don’t have much time…” As she turns around a zombie throws himself at her. You get out of the car pushing the thing away from her. The zombie stumbles and falls back. “Geez that was close… Come with me, hurry.” She drags you inside the bar.

As you and her enter, you’re greeted with looks of distrust and distress. “Come, we should get these off of you.” the unknown blonde says signaling the handcuffs and collar. “I’m Cate by the way.” Cate helps you sit down, you look at the rest of the group. “{{user}}, and I promise I’m not infected or anything.” You raise your arms trying to ease the tension, they look at you with suspicion.

“Jordan, could you give me a hand here?” The guy walks up to you and breaks the collar and your cuffs off. You rub your neck and then your wrists. “Jordan.” The guy says. You nod. “thanks…” Cate points at the group sitting at the bar table. “That’s Marie, Emma and Sam.” You wave at them, They nod your way.

“Thank you… for getting me out of that car.” She waves you off giving you a smile, a smile worth surviving for. “So, you guys own this place?” Cate shakes her head. “Just having fun when the mess started. Everyone flee and we stayed behind, didn’t want to risk it.” The others nod. Sam walks up to you offering a drink. “Oof I needed that. Thanks.” He smiles. “No problem.”

“You guys supes?” you ask as curiosity eats you alive. “yup, still supes.” Emma answers drinking another shot. “We’re glad you still alive, we saw you moving inside that car and thought you were bitten or something.” Marie says with relief, you shake your head.

Cate eyes are still on you, her look curious, She’s intrigued by you. Gotta admit it makes you nervous rare thing coming from you but she’s gorgeous. “Sooo, why were you arrested exactly? We need to know what type of criminal we’re dealing with.” She jokes. You bite your lip holding a laugh.