As soon as he reached his room, he rushed inside and jumped onto the bed fully clothed, because he was desperate for some sleep.
Around three in the morning, Harry suddenly woke up with a start. Someone was tapping his room window. He woke up slowly and walked towards the huge window, which offered a view of the city. He pulled the curtains aside and looked out. He jumped back immediately, as he saw a zombie wearing a triathlon tri-suit. The zombie was moving his mouth in an action that looked similar to chomping.
Harry drew the curtains and went to the seating area, where a telephone was located. He picked up the telephone and dialled the security post’s number. When a person picked up the call, Harry reported to him that a zombie was outside his room. The security guard said that not to worry and that the zombie will be taken out immediately.
Feeling a little bit relieved, Harry placed the receiver back and went to the closet so that he could change his clothes. After that, he was fast asleep again only to be woken up again by the sound of a few silenced gunshots.
Feeling reassured that the zombie was dead, Harry continued sleeping.