decoyman hears a voice from nearby on the street, and turns a corner to find Spak-Spang hiding in an alley What did you say, man?! You actually SAW the demon-spawn?! Well?! Did you recognize any of them? If we know who they are, we can... well... err... bet money until we can afford a weapon, and then kill them, I guess...
decoyman turns introspective for a moment, as the startled Spak begins formulating his response...
It's strange... does no one in this town have the leadership to organize a... a "mob" if you will... of the normal people, arm them with torches and other available gardening and household tools, and take aim at a democratically-decided-upon potential-zombie? I feel... in a past life, perhaps... that this is the way it might have worked...
Bah! To the casino, my good man! We must gamble for our lives!