Sometimes, no matter how hard you run, no matter how many bullets you have left, the zombies still get you. Now, if you were a wuss, you could try to do something extreme like blow your own brains out. But why do that when you have an exciting eternity of eating human flesh and gnawing on screaming co-eds in front of you?
Still, that leaves the very important question of just what kind of zombie are you going to turn into? Slow or fast? Dumb or smart? Radioactive or necromantic?
So many options! Onward to your bright, er, dark future as a member of the shambling mass of the dead!