The garage door opened slowly to reveal a street somewhat less crowded than it had been the night before. Once she'd actually pulled out of the driveway, it became clear why. The shambling horde had mostly congregated to one end of the road, leaving her free to exit the other way. Driving through Sacramento wasn't terribly different from San Francisco. The major roads were blocked with abandoned cars and their undead owners, so Gracie had to make her way through the smaller residential areas. She was some distance from a stoplight when gunshots began to ring out from the intersection ahead. A few yards further and the culprits could be seen. A police car was parked sideways in the street, providing some makeshift cover for what appeared to be a pair of uniformed officers. It couldn't yet be seen what they were shooting at, though.