<div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pcpO3XTC_ss/VFpLphRyrAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/E-hoFJqd4ZY/s1600/cam%2Bborland_chris_asu_10_na.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:  Cam Bronson<br/><strong>Location</strong>: USC Campus<br/><strong>Time and Date:</strong>10:25am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: DJ, Melody, Bobby-Jason-Ricky, Dr. Nesbit, Three Football Teammates/ Open<br/><hr/>Cam couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Foamy mouthed crazy dudes running after people and… “Oh fuck! She just bit her!” he exclaimed and took an involuntary step back. Even after delivering countless brutal hits out on the gridiron including a few that left the other players with shattered bodies writhing in pain, when Cam saw a chunk ripped out of that girl’s leg he felt fear snap through his chest.<br/><br/>Stepping back brought him into contact with the others in the group who were right behind him. He could feel their shock in their rigid bodies. The professor mumbled a half question, half analysis, “Rabies?” One of Cam’s teammates was the first to react to this idea, stepping around Cam and moving toward the two wrestling on the ground in front of them. “Let’s get this little lady back to whatever lab she escaped from.” The largest of the four, he moved with tremendous physical confidence obviously used to overpowering anyone who thought to challenge him. Just as a second teammate started to follow his larger friend, the bloodied and scratched howling woman noticed the looming giant getting closer. She let go of the girl she had bitten, crouched and let out a scream, “Reeeeoooowwwww!” Bits of flesh and blood spattered out of her half full mouth.<br/><br/>She pounced like a large cat surging at its prey, hands outstretched, mouth wide with teeth bare. The force of her thrusting legs sent her off the ground towards his head. She hit the lineman so quickly he couldn’t get his arms up in between them. In an instant she had wrapped her arms fully around his head and sank her teeth into the scalp of his shaven head. Her legs flung for a moment then found their way around his body as well. “Fuck you! Fuck you!” he shouted and pulled at her arms as he tried to break her grip. He turned around to face the group and although his face was covered by the woman’s body the group clearly heard her shout. “Get this bitch off me!” At that moment his teammate's training kicked into full gear. It took about three steps to get to full speed, head a little to the side, perfect contact with his shoulder; on the field it would have been a textbook brutal blindside hit. The three of them left their feet with the blow falling back onto the pavers of the walkway landing hard. The three stoners somewhere behind Cam reacted in almost perfect chorus, “Dude!”<br/>