The Walking Dead: Hetalia Version

A New Day: Part 2

America woke up slowly, with a sharp pain in his leg. He maneuvered himself so that he could see out of the window.
The officer had been ejected from the car, and his body was laying a few feet away.
'I need to get the keys," America thought to himself. He was still handcuffed, and couldn't open the door. 'But how do I get out?'
After thinking hard for 20 minutes, he decided to use his good leg to kick the window open. Glass shattered everywhere and he cut himself slightly when he pulled himself out.
He fell to the ground. Propping himself up with the car, and limped around to find the officers body, followed by a trail of blood.
"Officer? Dude? You okay?" He called out, but there was no answer. Shifting most of his weight to his good leg, America inched towards the officer. He looked down and noticed a shotgun and bullets.
"HAHA~ I'm not gonna need those! I'm the hero~!" He exclaimed. But then he frowned. "Some hero I am..." He trailed off as he inched closer to the officer. The keys were on the ground next to the officers face.
He bent down and grabbed them, but then proceeded to drop them. "Fuck." He whispered.
He then bent down again and retrieved the keys successfully. Carefully, he removed the handcuffs and let them fall to the ground.
However, before he could even move, the officers body seemed to spring to life. It leaped at America.
"Holy shit!" He jumped back, falling to the ground. "Officer?! Dude what the hell?!"
The undead officer inched towards America, while he began to back up. He looked around frantically, unsure of what to do.
He remembered the shotgun and bullets.
America scrambled and grabbed both the gun and a bullet. At this point the officer was only a few feet away.
"Come on dude!" America exclaimed as he dropped the bullet on the ground. Again, he scrambled and grabbed the bullet and successfully loaded the gun. A shot rang out, and the officer was unresponsive.

Panting, America got to his feet and inspected the damage. "Officer dude, are you dead?"
...
Did he really just ask that? After all, his head had been destroyed.

Looking around, he saw a figure standing in the distance. He didn't want to rat himself out more, so he stayed silent. Who would believe that a dead body sprung to life and attacked him?

It was then that he heard a noise. And guess what he saw? People. Dead people.

He started running.