Brief
it was bad enough that it was cloudy and cold, but the damn sound of zombies was starting to get on my nerves, i was dearly missing the quiet of my place out on the edge of town. i sigh as i see the run down supermarket, quickly checking around before making a careful dash for the shattered front doors, i check my rifle, military training kicking in as i move around the corner, making my way to canned foods.
i drop my bag onto the dirty floor and start tossing canned food into it, freezing as something shatters against the floor in the isle next to me, i grab my rifle and half filled bag, ready to bolt or attack
