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B) Fight through the officers to get out of the marina.
C) Attempt to flee the police without harming them.

You listen to the crackle of the flames, interrupted intermittently by the collapse of a yacht or a stretch of the dock. Sirens play softly in the distance as the fire department approaches. You suppose you could just wait until the dock fully burns away and try to use your newfound athleticism to leap to shore. Although, the cops would just retreat and wait for you there. Plus, the longer you wait, the more cops will show up. Ah geez, seems like mass arson at the scene of a murder is one of those strictly enforced crimes. This ain't jaywalking. You crawl back to the side of the boat near the cops. You place the molotov at your side and cautiously raise your hands above the railing, slowly standing all the way up. "Hi."
All three policemen are still aiming their guns at you. The one on the left yells, "Come down from the boat!" His name tag says Hurley.
"Am I gonna go to jail?" you ask.
The officers exchange glances between each other and the burning marina. "Uh, yeah. Definitely."
"But what if I didn't do it though?" you protest.
"If you didn't do it, you would just say that," comes the reply. "You wouldn't ask what if."
You pause. The horns and sirens of the fire department are getting closer. "Yeah but what if though?"
"We literally saw you holding a molotov cocktail," Officer Lengel speaks up.
"Well that's not fair," you argue. "If you come across someone who's been shot, you can't just assume the guy with the gun did it."
"What?! That's exactly what we assume!" The flames on the dock are approaching the officers with Officer Lengel only about ten yards away now.

Ugh, you don't want to go to jail. Granted, you'd do very well in prison. There's no doubt about that. You could literally rip apart anyone who gave you any silly talk. You'd be the head goober in no time. Also, you probably could escape, like literally anytime you wanted to. Just bend those bars into a big ol' hole and hop on through. But now that Mills is gone, you want to explore the world and do all the things you never did when you were alive. You guess you gotta kill these cops to do that.

Although, that could create another problem. If you brutally murder these police officers, when people spot you experiencing the world and all it's glory, they might not be all, "There's my boy Slim." They might instead say things like, "Oh no!", "Run!", or "Call the police, oh wait they're all dead. Call the army!" Plus Mills did explicitly tell you not to do things like this before he left. But could you realistically kill literally all the police and then the Army? Yeah, probably. However, you don't want to experience the next stretch of your life alone. Let's face it, if you gotta do it, then so be it. You'll be fine. It's like when a restaurant offers you a caesar salad with iceberg lettuce because all the romaine lettuce has e coli. Will you power through the subpar iceberg caesar salad? Sure, but you much rather would have risked the e coli.

"Hey!" Officer Hurley brings you out of your stream of consciousness. "What's it gonna be?"
"Gimme a sec, I'm still working it out," you call back before squatting down. "I just have to solve the e coli issue."
"Wh-... Huh? You have e coli?" he scratches the back of his head. The fire's getting closer now.

Back to the game plan. If you murder these cops, you won't able to stroll freely about town. Unless... you make it look like you were trying to save them. You just recently came into your zombie strength, it's reasonable that you wouldn't know how to yield it yet.
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