The food court was experiencing one of its historic days; those wandering around with their trays looking for a place to sit had to constantly turn their heads like bewildered ducks.
The lucky ones who had settled at the tables had no choice but to look straight ahead; if they happened to raise their heads by chance, at least five people would show up right next to them, assuming they were about to get up.
People were suffocated; while the voices of the kids in the movie theater line echoed through the entire floor, a roar so loud it could drown them all out suddenly shook heaven and earth.
"They opened a new seating area over by the restrooms!"
A scene resembling the Migration of Tribes formed right after; the zombies were running, contorting themselves into a thousand different shapes just to avoid spilling the food and drinks on their plastic trays.
