Matilda sat huddled with the car park with the other Midas Corp evacuees.  The police weren’t letting them go yet, but wether this was for investigative reasons, or merely a show of power had yet to be seen.  The building was sealed off, but she could see the zombies, avatars, whatever they were, banging on the doors.  The blast had triggered some kind of AI virus, hijacking the avatars and putting them under a single control.  They weren’t very smart or agile, but at least they knew enough to avoid the blasted out windows.  The ones that fell stayed dead.