Choose Your Own Zombie Adventure

From the Windows

You floor it. This... thing... is obviously no longer alive anyway. You still feel sick as it catches on the undercarriage, grinding between the pipes, burning skin wafts to you and you feel your stomach roll again. You pull back into your parking space, grabbing your bag, phone, and anything you feel will be valuable before exiting. A wet, hard, squishy thing wraps around your ankle, making you scream.

Immediately you regret the sound as embarrassment and anger replaces your fear. You grab the rebar someone left leaning against the sidewalk, pull your shirt up over your nose and mouth - you know about zombies, you aren't gunna risk contamination - and violently jab it against the head of the thing plastered to the underside of your vehicle - it now looks more like ground beef than anything human anyway. Finally the thing stops twitching.

Disgusted, somehow vindicated, you toss the mangled metal onto the lawn and unlock the apartment door, entering the house. The first thing you do is find your significant other.

They're in a back room nailing boards against the windows.

"Hey, the neighbors are asleep so..." They pause, taking in your blood splattered clothes and pale face. "A-are you okay?"

You nod. You are now. Somehow. Maybe shock? You don't really understand and you aren't going to explore it.

"I was listening to the radio. I..." you shake your head, summarizing your experience.

Your partner eyes you curiously, "You're sure you're okay?"

You nod, "Now what though?"

"I figured we could stay here till it blows over." They tap the wood with the hammer. "I've been fortifying the house against... well..."

You know. They doesn't have to explain. "We should get stuff ready if we have to leave too. We should find everyone else, make sure we're all okay. Safety in numbers and all."

They hesitate and it sits wrong in your stomach. They'd rather lone wolf it, you can tell by the way they tilts their head and tsk at your idea.

"We can't stay here." You reason. "We're in the middle of the city, we're in the middle of all this. It'll show up at our front door, you know it will." Your chuckle sounds a little hysterical. "Hell, it already has!"

"Why don't we finish boarding the house up." They suggest, "And we can sleep on the idea. We'll decide for sure tomorrow when we're not running on fumes."

Their logic gives you pause.

Do you:

Stay put for the night?
TURN TO SILENT NIGHT

 Try to convince them to leave?
TURN TO ON THE ROAD AGAIN

 Leave on your own?
TURN TO LONE WANDERER