Melissa walked out from the warehouse onto the street, she was still fumbling with the gun, trying to find the safety or whatever it was that let you shoot. She had taken the dead policeman’s belt with clips she hoped were for his gun. It was heavy, so she slung it over her shoulder and wore it across her torso instead of as a belt.<br/><br/>Strangely, there were no zombies on the street. Maybe it was all over, maybe they were all dead, and she could find her family, her friends. Then suddenly a single zombie meanders out of a trash filled empty lot. She was about to scream when she noticed it wasn’t heading towards her but further down.<br/><br/>The sounds of gunfire could be heard a few blocks down, she wasn’t completely familiar with the city but she remembered there was a school nearby. She nowhere else to go and she started jogging towards, confident as she outpaced the single zombie. She hadn’t seen the other dozen or so just rising up in the lot.<br/><br/>As she headed down the middle of the wide street she came to a skidding halt just a block from the school. Noises… zombies… everywhere. They appeared to have the building surrounded.