Kiri was sitting on the stool near the bar finishing another shot of whiskey when she decided she had enough. She stood up, almost tripping over her own feet and began walking in the direction of her hotel room. She wobbled and stumbled her way past the people dancing and stole someone's beer bottle as well to take a small sip. But things had gotten blurrier for her and she could barely see in front of her. she bumped into some dude who's head was way to close to this girl's face. It looked like he was eating her instead of making out, so she turned to him and said "Whoops, mah baaad...dude, didn't mean ta disturbs yous." before continuing on her way. Little did Kiri know that that guy she had bumped into was some sort of zombie freak who wasn't kissing his girlfriend but eating her lovely skin off her face.