Boy were they wrong.
Avery suddenly froze, feeling her blood turn cold and a small gasp fly out of her mouth. She saw a silhouette of a girl stand outside and it made her blood freeze cold. What if the zombie saw her and tried to attack. She was positive it was a girl by the way she stood, almost like she was trying to decide to stay or not. It definitely wasn't the traits of the infected. Though I think that they're stupid, Avery thought to herself, remembering the dozen of gory zombie movies she had seen in the past, suddenly grateful that she had bothered with them.
She grabbed a couple of heavy books, throwing them in the box that she had organized earlier and walked it over to the emergency door. If the zombie really was stupid she hoped that it would fall for it. Avery crossed her fingers and opened the door quietly that was on the other side of the building. She suddenly screamed and through the box deep into the alleyway, hearing the clang as it landed in the dumpster. She paused for a second, trying to listen for the noise.
And yes, there it was, the noise of wild footsteps. Avery quickly closed the door with a huge slamming noise, barring it shut and running over to the entrance, throwing the door open and motioning for the girl outside to run in while the zombie was searching for the source of the noise.
"Come on, please, while it's busy!" She yelled to the girl and watched as she started running towards the building. Avery smiled with relief as the girl entered the building and Avery slammed the door shut, locking it. "Okay, you're safe now," She told the girl.
Avery had just noticed how dirty the girl was and how bad she smelt. She crinkled her nose and saw the girls clothes stained in yellow and her skin covered in dirty brown splotches. She was confused in how the girl ended up in that state but didn't ask, not wanting to upset the girl further because she seemed a little distressed.
"Come on, I have an extra pair of clothes, I'll help you clean up," She told the girl, feeling bad for her