[Heavy breathing. The scene is a bit shakycam--of a rooftop in Everglade. Multiple screams keep erupting in the background.]

This is Wanda Maximoff. I'm on a rooftop in Everglade near the river and we've got zombies. Big goddamn zombies. They're coming out of the dead area. [The camera shifts to focus in on one of the things--twelve feet tall, massively muscled, and lumbering along at an alarmingly fast clip. She zooms to take in the street signs nearest it.]

[These things are tougher than regular zombies by a lot. Fire won't work fast enough unless there is a lot of it. They don't get pinned down easily and blunt instruments are useless unless you smash a whole car into their heads or something. [Her voice is mostly calm but there's a tiny shake down at the bottom of it.]  Decapitation, destroying the brain stem, total destruction. Their necks are protected by a lot of muscle and their skulls are way thicker than a human's. But they can die, and if we don't get them all--

[A pause as a low, rumbling roar sounds below, coupled with a human scream. Wanda runs over to the edge, looks down, and gestures. There's a tremendous flash of blue light, followed by a heavy thud. The human screaming dwindles into the distance as the hysterical survivor gets away. She looks back up at the camera.]

There is no way I can get all of them before they start eating people.