Makayla

*There's a dark chuckle from the shadows as two full magazines of 7.45 AK-47 fall from above to land on some crumbled boxes*

*She whirls around again, her heart pounding in her chest* Show yourself! Who are you? What do you want from me? *She picks up the magazines and loads her gun*

*Silence is the response as the sounds of more shambling and groans of the dead coming closer*

*The voices stop right outside the door, she can hear them trying to open it. She holds you tighter, she's terrified of what might happen if they find us*

...

*The door opens fully and two men step inside. They're wearing masks and carrying guns. She looks at them, her eyes are wide with fear. She's not sure what to do, she's trying to think of a way out of this situation*

makwecez

*She smiles* I think that's the first time you've ever called me by my name. You must really like me, huh?