Claire woke up and knew something was wrong. Her heart was in her throat and fear shot up her spine. Claire scrambled out of the couch and went outside. "Shit!!!" she cried. There was chaos everywhere. Houses had fallen apart. people were on fire and others were cowering. The sky was dark with no single glowing star, emitting the pain and suffering to come. Just like the stars, her hope evaporated into thin air. Claire ran past dead bodies, feeling like throwing up. She stumbled from the gigantic earthquakes.

The ground cracked and bodies fell in. "Where's the military when they're needed?" she wondered as she ran. Her thoughts were answered, when tanks rolled onto the street and military men aimed their guns at the undead warriors. Claire looked up to see planes dropping bombs on the rotten creatures. But more kept on coming! She felt dismayed and just as she turned around, she was attacked by an undead warrior. She screamed and fell to the ground.

Claire gritted her teeth as she wrestled with it. The warrior howled a piercing cry and spat venom at her face. She cried and thrashed around. Her mind could only process the pain over and over. Claire glared at the creature from her left eye and punched the creature. The head sailed over the air and burst to pieces against rubble. Already feeling exhausted, she thought about running away for a moment, but shook her head and decided to see the battle through.

She knew her purpose was to help people when she could and she certainly has the power for it. Her face burned and her vision swam with black. Claire breathed a sigh of relief and hissed as she clutched at her face. Claire shivered as the creature got back up. It staggered and moaned as it reached for her.

The undead warrior brought out its spear and charged at Claire with a precise mark. She gasped and dodged as the creature swung wildly. With every attack, it got faster! Claire was covered with deep cuts as she fell. The undead warrior stabbed her stomach and she doubled over. Claire coughed blood. Her stomach was leaking lots of blood, but she shook it off and it healed. Claire got up and got a strong grip on the spear. "Damn, its grip is strong!" she thought.

"Think!!!" she cried desperately. She let go and ran towards the undead's destroyed head. The creature swung the spear and grazed her neck. Claire stopped and held her neck in worry, but picked up its brain.

The creature sensed her and charged with the spear again. Claire shrieked and threw herself down, before it could attack.