Peter looks stricken at that. "Not -- not these," he admits. "I didn't think they were real -- I'm a fucking idiot, aren't I? Vampires and angels, sure, but it's zombies I thought were made up."

Would this have happened back home, he wonders, or is this purely the Rift's doing. "Were you here before?" he asks. "Here in New York, before - this shit?"