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Jenna heard the plane fly over head, and heard it drop the supplies maybe a block or two away. Unfortunately, she was still heading outside so she had no idea which direction. The door heading outside wasn't clear, so Jenna raised her crow bar and pushed open the door slowly, and poked her head out to check see where those zombies were. Finding all of them to be facing another direction, she snuck out and ducked behind another building.

"Shit" she thought to herself. "I bet that's the direction that the crate was dropped in" She turned behind her, hoping to find an open area she could escape to. As much as she needed those supplies, there was no way she could fight off all the zombies that would indeed be heading towards that sound. She turned the rest of her body around and headed for the nearest building. The window on the ground floor was missing, so she jumped in and hid. Slumping down as to not be seen from the outside, she took a look around the room. I was bare, and the walls were a mix of red and brown and blue...with blue being the original color of the wall. Or at least that was Jenna assumed. The door to the room was closed, meaning Jenna only had to watch one entrance. She leaned her entire body weight against the wall and mumbled "well shit."