<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dc143c"><b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Trinity Rose Langton</a></u></b></span>​</div><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dc143c"><b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg</a></u></b></span><b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg</a></u></b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg</a></u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i59.tinypic.com/24v407p.jpg</a><br/><br/>There had been a few times Trinity had been ready to believe she may have simply overreacted with the fear and thought of being followed. Her back relaxed as she started to move away from the door. But the very sudden and harsh banging and slamming against it which soon followed made her push against it once again, wincing and taking quick breaths through her nose. Her eyes glanced around, once again seeking for something to hold the door closed. But once again, nothing that she could immediately reach for. An irked "Tch .. " passed her lips as she continued to keep her back pressed against the door, feeling her breasts bounce a bit from the force and resistance she was giving.<br/><br/><i>Come the fuck on! You can't tell me I'm the only person here ... right?!</i><br/><br/>The mere thought nearly made her face try to pale. It was a genuinely horrifying thought, to know she might be the only person here. Her against all of those undead? The odds were god-awful, especially with her limited ammo. It<i>would</i>run out soon and when it did ... no! She didn't want to think about it. Despite all of her strengths, Trinity was still human when all was said and done. She did have fears despite having a 'tough woman' mindset. And right now, they were beginning to emerge.<br/><br/>But a glimmer of hope arrived in the sounds of footsteps. And they were far too fast to be one of the walking dead. So it<i>had</i>to be another person. "Thank fucking gods ... " she murmured, finding a new adrenaline rush that helped give her enough strength to keep the door secure. Licking her lips once again, Trinity let out a second whistle, helping indicate to whomever was on their way exactly where she was.