Try to get to the evidence room.

From Create Your Own Story

"Stay here," you say, opening the door to the room again. The smell of blood and evacuated bowels hit your nose first as you take your first step in. You make your through pools of blood, doing your best to step over and around the carnage. As you pass the bodies, you can see into them: organs and bone exposed through vicious destruction of the flesh. One corpse looks as if it was almost flayed, laying prostrate in the floor with it's skin laying limply on it's entire form. You focus on the evidence room door, and when you finally get to it, you find it locked. Glancing around, you see only a handle, not a lock.

With a moment's more study, you realize the door is locked with a keypad. The keypad itself is slowly dripping blood from the coating it's received. You wonder if you could play amateur detective as you shine your flashlight on it, maybe picking up prints or something on the gore-soaked number pad.

Melanie screams. You turn and shine the light through the room to her and see the flayed corpse stand slowly. You swallow hard as it's flesh slips off and falls to the floor, revealing a blister faced man coated in ruddy gore. He was apparently wearing the skin of one of his victims, and you realize too late your mistake. He pulls the baton from the back end of the officer laying on the floor, and takes a step towards Melanie. Reacting, she screams, shuts the doors, and you hear it lock.

You rush to a downed corpse and shove your hands to it's side, hoping for a revolver or pistol as the infected man heads toward you. No luck. The holster is empty. You stand just in time to raise your hands as the man swings the baton and catches you just upside the head. You go out like a light, falling to the gore spattered floor.

You never wake up. The man does things to you that can't even be written here.

Sucks to be you.