I have no issue with dying first. But this movie needs boobs, it really needs boobs. Write in Katie or Preet and make my death more tragic by having a small cameo of how our love was blossoming. Let me fry up some eggs on Preets tummy, have a small story about how she might be pregnant - and then have me bitten - not killed. I want to die with my face buried in tits and a womans tears raining over me.