CUT TO: 23.EXT.STREETS OF LISBON-NIGHT Tired crowd sits, still a considerable amount. Wondering if their loved ones are still alive or have perished into the unknown. Fatigued Policemen, flashlights out, weapons ready. Keep an eye on the somber multitude. A policeman, strays alone, away from his colleagues, behind a large police truck, lights up a cigarette. BEYOND HE CAN SEE FRANTIC SHADOWS, DARTING TOWARDS HIS DIRECTION. Too dark to make out their complexion. He keeps staring, shadows close in fast. . .flashlight out, hand on gun holster. . . SMASH CUT: 24.INT.SEVENTH FLOOR CORRIDOR Horrid screams. SAM is surrounded by festering zombies, wickedness in their presence. Sam calls for his unit through radio, no response. He begins to weep, praying to god. . . BEHIND HIM, a zombie coming fast, an unfathomable display of speed, launches onto him, sharp nails dug deep into his back ,begins to feed. . .the rest join in. . .ATROCIOUS SOUND OF AGONY FADES OUT TO: 25.EXT.STREETS OF LISBON-NIGHT Sporadic gunfire coming from the embassy. Policemen stare amongst each other, perplexed. BEHIND THEM, gunfire bursts forth. A policeman comes running from behind the truck, firing his handgun. POLICEMAN Get all these people out of here! A plethora of zombies heave towards the crowd, their ominous blare filling the air. Crowd people look on, petrefied. POLICEMAN UNLOAD ON THESE FUCKERS! Zombies sprint, others amble towards the barricades, surge forward joining the crowd. People disband. Utter chaos. People fall and are trampled on, as zombies close in on them fast, gnawing on flesh. SCREAMS FILL THE NIGHT. (Cont.)Policemen unable to get a clear shot at zombies, close in along with the crowd, gunning down the zombies at close-quarters. M16s roar. Outnumbered 1:5, policemen are soon overrun by these nefarious creatures. . . CUT TO: 26.EXT.EMBASSY COMPUND-NIGHT ZOMBIES, some have strayed into the streets, yet many still linger inside and outside the embassy. GOE unit, seal off the lobbyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s door. Nothing can go in or out. GOE LEADER (radioÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s in for help) Requesting for more armed personnel, we have many casualties- - M4 carbine roars. . . The zombies that were shot are alive once more. One by one they begin to resusitate. . . GOE LEADER Fall in on me! GOE unit fires as they make way to their APCs. . .