She cursed herself under he breath for not finding a weapon the creature bit her non gun hand ripping of a finger.  Placing the gun under the head she fried six times 45 bullets left she though as she began to run. The dog thing had been fast a pack of those things and she would be easy meat for them.  "F*ck" she swore blood dripping onto the ground the motel i front of her a sign said full.  "great maybe i should have made a reservation" she joked as she leaned against the door loading her gun.