The waitress had literally done a quick strip and jumped into the shower. Cindy was happy to see that there was shampoo and soap on the shelf next to the stall, and took no more than fifteen minutes in the shower. She held back the urge to relax in the hot water but insisted that she had to be ready for when Kevin came back.

"At least I got the sewage off my skin," Cindy thought pulling the shower curtain aside and stepping out. While Cindy had found the shampoo she had failed to find enough towels to suit her needs. She had only found one towel for herself, so she couldn't put one on the ground to dry the bottom of her feet. But she could make due, otherwise.

Cindy got her underwear on, and then began to dry herself as she looked in the mirror before stopping to put her hair back into a ponytail. Her gaze traveled to the 9mm handgun Kevin had given her before he had left. Even though she had only been involved in this incident for only a few hours Cindy felt like she had been in it for weeks. Her skin was sort of pale from all that had happened so far, and there were a few times that she felt she'd lose the strength in her legs. Leaning on the sink, Cindy took a few deep breaths and sucked in the hot air that had come from the shower she had taken, and put her arms on her naked chest, just below her breasts. Before today she had been a normal woman working a normal job, and now she was in the fight of her life against zombies and other things that she couldn't explain. Before today she had never felt more vulnerable and insecure than she had ever been before.

The girl shook her head, "Now's not the time to cry..." She tried to tell herself all sort of positive things in order to keep herself positive. Things along the lines that everything was going to be okay, that this will all blow over and that she would return to normal. However, she knew full well that there was no going back. The city was in trouble, big trouble that it could not save itself from. Still, she held out on a small glimmer of hope that she would survive this ordeal.

The sound of a footstep on the carpet snapped Cindy back to reality, and to another fact of reality. Cindy looked into the mirror and saw someone in the reflection.

Kevin had entered the room and after a few seconds of blankly starring, he noticed Cindy standing there, naked save for her underwear and arms over her chest as she turned around with wide-eyes and a distant look and wet skin.

Kevin had to gawk for a few seconds since his feet didn't want to move and neither did his eyes. No lie, he had always wanted to date Cindy and all that, and he even used his imagination for this kind of thing, but he had to admit his imagination could never come close to seeing the real thing before him.

"AHHH!"

Kevin's mind returned to reality and he quickly turned right around just as he felt a bottle of some sort hit him in the back of the head and he stumbled back a couple feet. Cindy slammed the door shut and Kevin was left to scratch the back of his head at over what he had just seen. But he quickly replied, "Sorry! It was an accident! I didn't know you'd leave the door wide open!"

He heard Cindy reply from beyond the door, "Don't lie, I closed the door! I'm sure of it!"

Must've opened on its own...damn cheap hotel doors, Kevin thought to himself as he got back on his feet.