And everyone said she was the unstable one. She took the opportunity to shake her head and picked off a BOW at Chris' left that aimed to grab him. Or give him a hug, she wasn't looking to find out.
Jill really should've been paying attention to what was behind her.
She only barely managed to turn around and found herself grappling with a woman about her size, the face burnt off and black sludge pouring from her mouth. Standard procedure was to kick it back, but all Jill could see was the red eyes.