Post by dzetsurp on Jan 21, 2014 15:13:04 GMT -8
Title is kind of a spin-off of Left 4 Dead, though it has nothing to do with the game.
The streets of the city were filled with writhing masses of shuffling people, groaning and stumbling, their pallid faces almost glowing in the dim moonlight. Despite their slow movements, the sheer size of the crowd was enough to turn any unfortunate soul's legs to jelly should he be caught outside. The din of the zombies voices and dragging feet carried through the windows of the deserted buildings.
Ruko leaned against the wall an abandoned home, listening to the moans of the brain-eaters from outside. She had no idea how she planned on getting out of the building, but she knew that exiting out of the front door without any firearms would be tantamount to suicide, even if she had a few survivors with her. She glanced at the ragtag group that had managed to escape and barricade themselves into the empty apartment.
"Well," Ruko sighed. "The bastards are right outside, the nearest weapon store is a block from here, we don't have enough food and water to last more than three or four days, and we don't have any weapons besides..." Ruko surveyed the room. "...some folding chairs. Any ideas?"
The streets of the city were filled with writhing masses of shuffling people, groaning and stumbling, their pallid faces almost glowing in the dim moonlight. Despite their slow movements, the sheer size of the crowd was enough to turn any unfortunate soul's legs to jelly should he be caught outside. The din of the zombies voices and dragging feet carried through the windows of the deserted buildings.
Ruko leaned against the wall an abandoned home, listening to the moans of the brain-eaters from outside. She had no idea how she planned on getting out of the building, but she knew that exiting out of the front door without any firearms would be tantamount to suicide, even if she had a few survivors with her. She glanced at the ragtag group that had managed to escape and barricade themselves into the empty apartment.
"Well," Ruko sighed. "The bastards are right outside, the nearest weapon store is a block from here, we don't have enough food and water to last more than three or four days, and we don't have any weapons besides..." Ruko surveyed the room. "...some folding chairs. Any ideas?"
