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McKenzie Rays slung her backpack over her shoulder as she made her way towards the window in her bedroom. She bit her lip nervously, but let out a deep sigh.
"Just breathe, Ken." She assured herself. "It's gonna be okay." In one hand she held her pistol, the other struggling to open the tightly closed window. And then she realized she had it locked. "Dumbass." McKenzie muttered to herself, placing the gun on the end table as both hands reached up towards the clasp of the sill. She slid the lock open, and then pushed up the window all the way, a rush of fresh cold air running in. She glanced back over at the table and grabbed her gun.
"Showtime." She breathed out, one foot stepping through the window, the rest following after. Jumping out the window, she landed hard on her feet, legs throbbing at the sudden pressure. Taking a moment to glance around at her surroundings, she then carefully began to walk forward. It was so incredibly quiet. She then heard something odd, like a sort of rolling sound, and jumped at the noise, eyes widening. Gun pointed forward, she side stepped out of the alley she'd come out of and jumped out, gun trained on the source of the noise. It was a trashcan laying on its side, rolling back and forth in the wind.
"Damnit." She ran her fingers through her hair and with a sudden force, was thrown across the concrete. She rolled over a few times, knees stinging as blood began to surface from the ripped jeans. Throwing her hair back, she looked over and saw a zombie, blood dripping from it's anxious mouth, drooling. "Disgusting." She felt around for her gun, and then saw it by the zombies feet. "Wonderful." She then heard a sliding sound and before she knew it, a smoker had it's elongated tongue wrapped around her waist. "NO!" She shouted as it pulled her across the concrete and against the brick wall. "LET ME GO!" She tore at it's strong tongue angrily, an then with all her might she ran forward. Feeling a ripping sensation, the zombie from the top of the building released her and she kept running back towards where the other zombie and her gun were currently waiting. McKenzie slid on to her knees, rolling under the zombie, grabbing her gun, then leaning upwards towards where it was looking slightly stunned. It turned to face her, and in one quick motion, a bullet rang out, and the zombie fell to the ground. She stood back up and brushed at the zombie saliva on her shirt.
"Oh, yuck!"