Snippet #1714025

Adrien hadn't known what to do when a shrill scream rang out from somewhere in the store. She was so shocked she stumbled backwards and hit the ground, shivering as the wet sound of a sloppy eater drifted into her ears. She hated that noise, and it made every piece of hair on the back of her neck stand up as she ducked behind a shelf. She heard the other survivor yell with the anger she'd had when she first started to fight and peaked out from her hiding place just as one of Them came through the door. It was so grotesque she had to look away as he beat it to death. Well it was already dead, but the specifics didn't matter. Her pulse was ringing so loudly in her ears she could barely hear the hideous moans of another and loud, maniacal laughter of the other survivor as he did away away with it, then darted out the way which she came. To her it had happened so quickly, and she didn't even feel how hard she was shivering as opened her eyes and looked back once more. The first one was still barely clinging to its 'life'. Giving little whimpers as it attempted to drag itself up.

No chance of that. Adrien stumbled to her feet with the help of the wall and let out a long shaky breath as she looked around. The place was empty now, and her body didn't have enough energy to run to wherever the other one had went so made her way to some of the knocked over shelves. Adrien stuffed a few coats she make into blankets into her bag and managed to salvage some of those little chocolates every department store sold with a bag of chips and a few bottles of water. She wondered absently while the other one hadn't done the same and then smiles to herself. "He must have supplies then. That's just perfect. I'm willing to do anything right about now, too." Satisfied, she turned to leave and made her way to the door...and nearly died of a heart attack at the sight of another person.

They had purple hair and was crouched next to a wall smiling at her like a child on Christmas. They were alive and beside them was a notebook scrawled with the words 'Hello." Adrien had to laugh in spite of herself. "Hi there," She said, then she grew serious. "Looks as much as I'd love to get to know you, there are others around. We need to find them. I don't want to have to this alone anymore than you do and dark is coming soon so we should make our tracks."

Adrien tucked a few stray hands of scarlet hair out of her face before continuing out the door, not stopping to see if the girl had followed. She wasn't in the mood for convincing and her usually sweet demeanor had vanished as the restless hours wore on, replaced by useless hope and fear. She made her way to the front of the store and up the group, not even pausing to see what she tripped over halfway there. But she did stop when she heard yelling. Loud, frantic yelling from the one with glasses in their group and she looked around out of habit, hoping none of Them were anywhere near. She heard him demand for one of them to remove their shirt and took a step back. Insanity wasn't abnormal in these times but he seemed especially unstable until she realized what he had mentioned. He was right. The risk of infection was way to high, so she made her way forward anyway, staying quiet until the issue was resolved.