Hide in the manager's office.
From Create Your Own Story
The two of you slip quietly along the wall, trying to make as little noise as possible, unsure what might be inside. With your back to the wall, you reach out slowly and push the door open just a bit. Peeking your head around, you shine the flashlight in.
Just inside, a woman in a city worker uniform is standing with her back to you. Her gray hair frazzled and hanging down her back. When you hit her with the light, she turns slowly, and her face is horrid. One of her eyes hangs from the socket, blood spilling out around it and dripping off her chin to the front of her stained uniform. Around her nose and cheeks are thick blisters that seem to pulse and throb, and her forehead is marred by a thick red rash. Her eyes are glassy white, and she opens her mouth slowly, licking at her lips with a thick purple tongue. "Fuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeaatttt," she says, reaching up slowly to grasp her own breast.
Claire raises the shotgun past your shoulder.
