*Jack walked out of the front door of his apartment and looked around. Dead buggers littered the ground here and there. He grinned.* That's some good work. *He said this to himself matter of factly. He gaze across the street and could catch a glimpse of some people inside, one in particular looked almost terrifying as she crossed the store to a lady in a white labcoat.* Geez, what sort of people are these? *He head snapped up as something appeared on the roof.* Fuck! *He sidestepped as a bullet placed itself where his head would have been. He pulled up his glock and put it to burst fire and let loose controlled sprays at the large bugger up on the roof, while making a mad dash to the store* Fuck you and your little bugger friends! *He ran up to the front of the store before noticing he had left his rifle at the door of the apartment building. He put his hand on his face* I'm a goddamn moron... Well fuck. Always time for a round two! *He reloaded his glock and put it back in his hip holster. He pulled up his shotgun and loaded his "Special" ammo* Let the bastard get a taste of this! *He dashed across the street and halfway, turned and fired the shotgun at the roof. The bullets exploded with a spray of fragments above the roof* That should keep those fucker's heads down. *Nevertheless he kept on running to his rifle and back to the store front, tossing a homemade flashbang on the roof for good measure* I hope the buggers fry... *He knocked on the door as he entered the "Shoppin's" to see who would respond.*