Dr. Tundra versus the flashmob zombies

Dr. Maximilian Tundra had never felt so paranoid.

Earlier that day he'd lost his medical license; luckily, he also had a PhD in biochemistry, so he would still get everyone call him "doctor". But it was the loss of easy access to pharmaceuticals that was the problem.

No, he had to be honest with himself: the problem was the special Halloween pumpkin-and-peyote-extract milkshake he'd had at breakfast, a couple hours before the hearing.

Four hours later the anxiety and fear were at their highest. ...