I'm in the foyer of a cinema while my friends are inside watching The Lord of the Rings. I'm frantically looking for weaponry to fend off the looming zombie outbreak I know is imminent. I collect together various sharp implements. Suddenly a zombie enters the room and immediately bites my friend Andrew D on the neck. We kill the zombie and know we have to kill our friend too before he turns into a zombie himself. The other people are merely slicing him across the neck with their knives. Frustrated with their lacklustre efforts I stride over to my dying friend and jam my knife hard into his skull, destroying his brain and thus stopping him from changing.