The infected watched the burning building, waiting, but it never happened, no one jumped out a window, no ran out of the building to escape the flames. Nothing. He grimaced, not good, and all the third stage distractions were either dead or incapcitated. This was not good at all. And damned racoon was warning them about him. He cursed, it was all he could do. He finally took off down the street, they had weapons, lots of them, and an infected on their side, he needed a new plan.