Snippet #1320530

((Sorry I haven't posted. Didn't realize this was still going. :P))

Kaylee sighed as she shifted positions to wake her legs back up, having been perched on the springy shop awning for quite a while. There had been a lot of Zombie activity in this area so far and she was determined to get out of it. Seeing no more Zombies coming down the road, Kaylee took a deep breath, adjusted her backpack's position, and slid off the awning, making a break for it down the street. Within minutes she was down a block or two and stopped, panting, because she heard a gunfire.

"Since when do They carry guns? Or shoot them?" Her mumbled questions went unanswered by the silence that followed.

Trying to ignore the cramp in her side, Kaylee began jogging toward the source of the noise, pausing to peek around a corner. Ahead, she saw someone shot in the leg and someone holding something to a girl's neck. As she moved, Kaylee saw a glint off the object being held to the girl's neck and realized it was a knife.

"Wait!" Kaylee wasn't being quiet anymore, but she clung to the wall, something she hadn't seen any zombies do as of yet, "I don't think they're infected!"

After a moment's hesitation, she stepped out into the more open street where the other three were and her hazel eyes widened with slight shock.

"Lance?" She recognized him from some of her classes at school, being in the same grade as him, "What's going on? Where is everybody?" She already knew the answers to these questions, but for some reason she felt that she should ask them.