You’re a fucking zombie. It’s about time you started behaving like one!

The screams of drones charging up the stairwell can be heard through the doorway and Steve knows that he has no time to waste. One last roll of the dice before he was surrounded and out of options. He charges towards Mark as fast as he can. He needed a result, he needed to act.

They clash and their arms lock again, but mustering all of his strength Steve drives forward pushing Mark towards the edge of the roof. Mark pushes back instinctively expecting another wrestle, but Steve loosens his arms and allows Mark to drive forward towards him. In the moment when their bodies clash Steve sinks his teeth into Mark’s neck and he struggles to break free with a shocked gasp.