During Avidd's Event AKA The Zombie Mob, we came to the corner of Ofarrell and Powell, just a block from Union Square and the mob (such a well behaved mob) was stopped for a traffic light. A police office came up to the front of the group and started trying to ask zombies questions about what was going on. Unfortunately he chose several of the "farther gone" zombies and they simplyu stared and muttered about lucious lucious brains. He asked several times, eventually asking if there was some kind of "Zombie-In-Charge" that he could talk to. The ones father up said nothing, clearly fixated on his bald head and wondering if they could get in there before he drew his weapon. Only having been a zombie for a block or two, I had a moment of clarity and stepped forward. I said, "You can talk to me." He asked if what was going on and if we were part of some kind of event, and where we were going. I told him as much as my recently emptied skull could recall, though I was merely a victim rather than a mastermind and had little information for him. He warned me that they might not like us up in Union Square, but was distracted by a zombie wielding a beer that was poorly concealed by its paperbag. Apparently, zombies aren't allowed to drink in this city! He was extremely polite, though I imagine he knew he was outnumber and was probably terrified.

I didn't get a picture, but given the VAST number of cameras, I imagine someone did.