It had been a long two days walk but Abbey had finally found a place to rest. She hadn't seen any people or<i>things</i>for a while and her head was starting to hurt, she needed sleep. It was early afternoon when she was finished setting up the small homemade alarm, made of string and empty cans she found in the small cabin. After checking all the windows for easy escape routs, she settled down on the dusty floor. Her eyes where soon shut and she drifted into sleep.<br/><br/>It seemed like only moments from when she closed her eyes to when she felt the cold wet nose of her canine companion touch her neck. She woke with a start grabbing the pistol tucked under the jacket she used as a pillow. Before she could draw it however she realized who it was that woke her. In that same moment she also realized that Molly had not been in the room when she went to sleep.<br/><br/>Staring into the sweet face of her husky companion She whispered "how did you get in here." And as if she understood Molly whimpered and waged her tail. "because you are just that good, i know i know" Abby laughed lightly. Whimpering again Molly perked her head up and barked soundlessly. sitting up slowly Abby listened and after a moment she heard low voices moving closer.<br/><br/>Abby moved slowly as she walked across the cabin, peeking out the front window, she seen two husky men walking around with shotguns in hand. They where close enough that she could hear there conversation. "Where did that fucking dog go?" said the first man.<br/><br/>"In that cabin?" The second one asked with a thick southern drawl.<br/><br/>"What? Fucking dog wouldn't be smart" he stopped and as if he was looking right at her "do you see that?"<br/><br/>Abby ducked, her heart pounding, she tried to listen to their conversation over the sound of her blood rushing to her head. "see what?" the second man said, she figured he was looking her way now.<br/><br/>"A dog may not be smart enough to open a door but a human would be" the first man stated, she could hear him walking towards the cabin. Hearing Molly whimper again she Abby looked up to see her sitting under the back window. Nodding she slowly made her way to the back window, looking out she made sure no one else was around. Opening it quickly and as quietly as possible. Once it was open she peeked out once more to make sure no one was around. She signaled to Molly to hop out first, and watched as the dog hopped out of the open window using her bag to do so.<br/><br/>She heard the cans rattle and the men talking, throwing her pack out the window Abby hopped out. Once her feet where on the ground she peeked back into the cabin to see the door opening. Crouching she turned slowly, and found herself staring at the crotch of a third man.<br/><br/>"Well, well, well look what we got here," he smiled grabbing Abby by the back of the head, "hey boys you might want to come and see this." He laughed yelling to the other two. Looking around Abby looked for Molly but couldn't see her, she looked back at the man as he smiled. His teeth where black and a lot where missing, he obviously hadn't seen a tooth brush ever. "Whats a pretty little thing like you doin' in the middle of Kentucky?" As he spoke Abby's stomach turned and she almost vomited at the stench of his breath.<br/><br/>"What you got joe," the first man asked as he rounded the back corner of the house. He was a larger man and had a short beard and mean looking dark eyes. "Mmm, a lost little kitten?"<br/><br/>As the last man walked around the corner, a much skinnier man then the other two, the one that was holding her by her hair, Joe, held her hair tighter. Wincing, Abby looked back at him, she glared at him "what asshole?" He blinked once as if he hadn't expected her to talk, his smile dissapearing he threw her to the ground.<br/><br/>"This one has a mouth on her," said the Skinny man, "maybe we should change that." Taking a step forward he smiled lust filling his eyes.<br/><br/>"Thats exactly what i was thinking" said the first man.<br/><br/>Joe stayed quiet standing over her, his eyes where dark, seeming to peer into her soul. She had never been the kind of girl to go down with out a fight and this time was no different. Scooting backwards slowly she reached for the gun holster around her waist. Before she knew it Joe was on top of her holding her hands above her head with only one of his. In seconds he had her belt off and was working on her jeans. "I was going to go easy on you, bu' you done fucked that up." he said, the other two men stared at them like hyenas waiting for the lion to get its fill.<br/><br/>Abby struggled, trying with all her strength to get her hands free, but that was no use. She started kicking but he just trapped her legs under his. With her pants around her knees Abby watched as Joe worked at his own. He froze though when he heard one of his companions scream out, and the other fire off his shot gun. Looking back at the other tow he stood up and Abby scrambled away. Pulling up her pants she grabbed her gun holster as Joe fired a shot at the undead man that was chewing on his friend.  As three other zombies joined the party, Abby took the opportunity to flee.<br/><br/>Grabbing her pack that was thrown as she had been, she started running. The movement obviously caught the attention of on of the zombies, cause she heard screaming coming from behind her. Leaping over a log Abby started running faster, fallowing an old deer trail. It wasn't long before she seen the worn asphalt road that brought her to this location.<br/><br/>She heard a yip and watched as Molly ran past her veering off to the left. And to her amazement the zombie fallowed. The moment her feet hit the pavement Abby upholstered her gun and turned waiting. Her breathing was heavy and her heart was pounding, she was shaking from head to toe, adrenaline flowing through her veins.<br/><br/>Her heart and mind started to calm down, she started to think that Molly had led the zombie back towards the others. Slowly she began to lower her gun, the next few moments went by quickly as the undead female leaped out of the forest. It tackled her to the ground and Abby wrestled to keep its teeth away from her skin. Tucking her knees in, so that her legs became a barrier between the two, she used all the strength she had to kick the zombie off from her.<br/><br/>Grabbing the revolver that was tucked into her boot Abby pulled the hammer back, pulling the trigger she shot a huge hole between the eyes of the zombie. Letting out one last scream it fell to the ground.<br/><br/>Abby let out a deep sigh as her body went limp. A few moments later she heard rustling in the woods. Jumping up she aimed the .357 to towards the noise. Molly limped out of the trees her big blue eyes staring at the gun as if saying,<i>get that thing out of my face.</i>Dropping the gun to her side, Abby bent over tucking it back into her boot.  She knelt down next to Molly grabbing the foot that she was limping on. "what happened?" she asked inspecting it, bending it and turning it.<br/><br/>Looking over the pads she seen a tiny thorn, "you can handle zombies on your tail, but not a tiny thorn" Abby laughed as she pulled the thorn out and Molly whimpered "see all better?" After kissing Molly's paw she nuzzled her neck and stood back up. "lets get the hell out of here before those other things decide to fallow."