Zane angrily threw himself down on the couch.<span style="font-style: italic">Man, what-the-fuck-ever...</span>He sat there for a moment, then stripped down to his boxers briefs, throwing his clothes over a nearby chair. He walked of to the linens closet and grabbed some spare blankets, carrying them over to the couch, and laying down, covering himself. He turned on the tv to Comedy Central, watching an episode of South Park. He quickly fell asleep.<br/><br/>Zane woke up early Sunday morning, but stayed laying down. Addelyn came down the stairs, dressed in jobbing sweats and a sports bra. His eyes lingered on her taut stomach as she walked down the stairs. She grabbed a water bottle from the kitchen then went on a run. Zane turned on the tv to the news, seeing scenes of panic and confusion. In downtown D.C., people were running away from large bands of roaming gangs, which would attack and start eating people they cornered.<span style="font-style: italic">Wait a second... no... no that's not possible...</span>he thought, dumbfounded. More scenes of carnage filled the screen, people screaming and fleeing; the camera panning to to follow a cornered group as a gang descended upon them, tearing them to pieces. The camera fell to the ground and the holder of the camera was tackled from behind. The camera showed a close-up of the attacker chewing on the cameraman's face. The attacker appeared to be decomposing, flakes of skin sloughing off of his face.<span style="font-style: italic">No, not... zombies... how?</span>At that moment, Addelyn returned from her jog, sweaty and out of breath. "It is getting very strange out there. There are even more of those gangs roaming. I had to sprint away from them, one of which tried to bite me." Zane's faced drained of color. "You, d-didn't get bit did you??" he asked starting to panic a little. "Noo... I'm fine, why? What's wrong with you?" she replied. Zane pointed to the tv. "Watch." Addelyn sat down next to Zane, keeping space between them, and started watching.<br/><br/>The news had switched to a different camera, showing some people on top of a building, signaling for help. In the background, a helicopter came into view, with a The Nature Conservancy logo. The camera zoomed in to focus on the helicopter as he started to spiral out of control. A man in a suit fell out of the passenger-side door, hanging on. Barely discernable, the pilot was being attacked by someone else in the cockpit. Addelyn gasped as the helicopter smashed into the Old Post Office Pavilion, bursting into a roiling fireball. "Isn't that who you work for?" Zane asked, turning his head toward Addalyn, who had her hand covering her mouth. She nodded and said, "What is happening..." in disbelief. Zane gulped and shuddered, "It's... zombies."