Go outside towards the city
From Create Your Own Story
The moment you step outside, you see why the road is flaming: fuel was spilt along the road. A crashed convertible is just a few yards off, perhaps just 30.
You hear a groan from behind you. Spinning around, you see a man with scars all over, sunken, bloodshot eyes, pale skin, lost hair. His fingers were bloody. He looks at you, and then surges forward. Quickly, you:
