Alice quietly walked into the room with her gun raised. The room was trashed from years of neglect. But who would care about cleaning up a room after a zombie apocalypse. Alice thought as made her way through the hotel room. This was once a nice room. Only a high wage earner could afford. The room was split into two sections. The half she was in was the living room. The bedroom was separated by two glass doors which were opened and smashed. She made her way there. She stopped suddenly when she heard a sound in the other room. She raised her gun and flashlight at the sound. The source of the sound wasn't in the flashlight's beam. Shit, Alice thought as she made her way towards the dark room.
As she got closer, she heard the sound again. The sound was coming from on the floor. She stopped and pointed the light down. It was a zombie feeding off a corpse. Alice watched as it chopped down on the decaying flesh. The wet sound and slurping was making her sick. She stepped forward to get a better shot. Crunch. Snap. Her foot broke a piece of glass that was on the floor. "Shit." Alice held her breath.
The zombie stopped chewing it's dinner and stood up. He turned towards Alice. It groaned and stumbled towards her. She stepped back, gun still raised and pointed at the zombie. She pulled the trigger. Click. "What the fuck?" Alice exclaimed. The gun was jammed. The zombie tripped on a piece of end table and landed on Alice knocking her on the ground. Her gun slid across the floor. The zombie tried biting her. She used her arm to push him away from her, but he was heavy. He kept snapping at her. She wrinkled her nose as this rancid odor came from his mouth. She tried reaching for her knife on the side of her leg. It's leg was blocking her reach. She punched the zombie in the face. She heard something crack. Alice broke it's rotting nose.
The zombie's head was pushed back from the force of her punch. She tried to move again causing the zombie to fall forward. It opened it's mouth and a few of it's yellow rotted teeth fell on Alice's face making her blink. She started to cough. In all the excitement she never noticed how badly it smelled. Decaying flesh was the worst. She reached for her knife again, being successful this time. She took the knife and jammed it into it's throat.
Cold blood sprayed from it's neck. Luckily, it missed her face and landed on her yellowed tank top. She quickly removed the knife and slammed it into it's head finally killing it. She pushed it off of her. She laid there for a moment catching her breath. She rolled over onto her knees and sat by the zombie. She reached over and yanked out the knife. It's brain matter was stuck on the blade. She wiped it off on the zombie's torn clothing.
She stood up and looked for her gun. When she found it she picked it up and checked it. "You're so dumb Alice," she stated as she realized she forgot to take the safety off. She clicked it off and walked towards the corpse the zombie was snacking on. It was an old woman. Alice raised the gun and shot it in the head. Just in case she thought.