Signs of the Infected

You quickly undo your belt around your waist and bind it tight around your arm right at the elbow. Without even thinking twice, you raise up your right hand and bring the machete down hard on your arm. The machete was sharp enough that it cut right through. You fall to the ground trying with all your might not to scream because you fear that the zombies will hear you.

After a few minutes you realize that your arm is still bleeding, not as badly as it was before. You reach into your cart and find a bandage and a bottle of alcohol you had grabbed off the shelf. You open the bottle with your teeth and pour alcohol directly onto the open wound. This time you scream. The zombies probably heard you this time.

You wrap the bandage around your arm, and when you think you are ready to go you keep moving. You have to get home.