Zombies were rushing Kitt from all sides. as they closed in, a flash of a vorpreal like black and red blade flashed through the hoard, pilling the bodies of the fallen undead around him in mountains. Their heads flying in multiple directions as a geleatinous blood like substance spraying the walls of the alley he was standing in.
"I have to get out of here!" Kitt then ran through the hoard decapitating as many as he could before stepping into the street infront of a mustang. "ARGH!!"