Cassie screamed as bullets tore past her and through the door, then Atlanta charging past her knocking the door over, with Dave following behind. Her happy, safe little community had descended into hell rapidly, and Cassie spent a disorienting moment trying to regain herself. She heard voices yelling at her to get out of the bar, and she didn't need to be told twice to do that.<br/><br/>She ran through the open doorway, staying behind Dave and Atlanta. The sounds of gunfire and the moaning of zombies filled the air, Cassie fighting to control her panic. Running off into the night wouldn't be helpful. The hair on the back of her neck rose when she saw the hound attack Ricky, then lope off. Cassie drew her gun but refrained from firing, looking left to right rapidly.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inventory and Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Inventory:<br/>Handgun, 9 bullets<br/><br/>Body Points: 93/93<br/>Stamina Points: 66/66<br/><br/>Status: Well rested</div></div>