Morningstar.
Chill.
We are indeed at the mall, however we could not have noticed you. The crazy's appearance is not godmodding, considering there are quite literally a metric forget-ton of them around the city. So improvise and everything will be alright.
I'm sorry, it's been months since I have RPed. I'm a little rusty and quite frankly timid.
The screaming is the part I was worried about.
I grab the aluminum ammunition box labeled with a .22. Time to load up. I do so as quickly as I can, but the rifle's loading mechanism takes time if I don't want to set the gun off. These are hollow point rounds, so I can do a little damage.
I yell that I am coming to the person who screamed, assuming they are alive and still here.
I turn the corner and find the crazy carrying an unconscious woman (improvising! :D) on it's shoulder whilst another watches. I take out the watchman with a shot to the head and rooster the lever of my gun. The other crazy doesn't take too kindly to his pal being shot and drops the woman.
The last thing I saw was his charge as I fired my gun twice before his arrival. We were both on the ground in an either dead or unconscious heap.
Your turn, whoever is at the mall. Darn it, you already left.