As Jovan contemplates this awful turn of events, Angeline contemplates whether or not she should flee the scene of the crime. Regardless of morals, the real question is where the heck she would even flee to -- certainly not home.

... Man, she can't just abandon a former club mate, though. Well. She could, but she shouldn't, and her guilt would probably put a halt to an attempt quite quickly.

His question draws her out of her thoughts easy enough. "Like, less than an hour," she says, wrapping her arms around her legs. Her voice grows progressively high-pitched as apprehension rises inside her gut. "I saw a zombie on my phone and then I turned into one... Oh my god, we can't just sit here, someone's going to call the cops and then we'll be murdered like those other people..."