Death's door (me and Deltori)

[christian7_41king]

john was driving on the empty streets. his guns and ammo jammed in to the car. the front passenger seat was open, it only had his bb gun. which he had modified be lethal, as he slowly cruised down the street he saw the dead walking and stumbling looking for their meal john was half tempted to kill them but he merely sighed and started to hum. when he saw one group of the dead he stopped the car and looked at the zombies. they where trying to get in the house. john grabbed his bb gun that was loaded with bb's and 50 extra bbs and put them in his pocket. he sneaked up aimed and fired taking out the first zombie. he would fire 10 BBs and ten zombies fell. he was having fun with it and took to singing the ten Indians song

 

[Ahroun_Deltori]

Allana peered through the fogged up window, hoping and praying she wasn't being stalked by that homeless guy from the park. "Wow things are definitely getting crazy now a days." She mused to herself as she saw his limping figure across the street. Panicking she fell back from the door and felt a searing pain in her shoulder. She winced, and edged forward slowly her breaths were loud and ragged.

There was a sudden clatter on the ground behind her. She covered her face to stifle her scream. She was terrified, her heart racing, sweat and silent tears beaded down her face. She moved to her knees and rose unsteadily to her feet. Once again she peered through the foggy window and saw that the attacker had vanished. "Tha...."

She was stopped in mid sentence as the man from before lurched to the side catching a glimpse of her through the thin pane. He lurched forward and fell against the small garden shed door. It shook on it's frame. A low moan emanated through the doorway as the man uttered another inhuman growl.

Allana backed into the wall behind her and felt numerous tools hanging there. They didn't offer what she needed she wanted distance. That's when her foot nudged something on the floor. She bent down hurriedly and reached for it. It was a lightweight crowbar. She clutched it to her chest as the shed shook once more. "HELP!!!" She called out as that door fell in on it's hinges, splintering.

She raised her crowbar over her shoulder like her brother taught her. As the figure stumbled forward she brought the crowbar around with all the upper body strength she could manage, connecting with the side of her assailants skull with a sickening crack. There was the sound of gore hitting the floor and then a louder thud as the Zombie collapsed. She dropped to her knees and began to sob loudly.