Chapter 10: Man's Best Friend
I walked to the basement to see if I could find anymore hidden supplies within the drawers, after a few minutes I heard a crumbling sound that eminated from a pile of trash and rubble, I looked for the closest blunt weapon which just happened to be a 2x4. I leaned over and slowly grasped the 2x4 and tried not to make any noise as I climbed the stairs; better to be safe by getting your fellow survivors then to get infected. I quickly motion some people to follow me down into the basement. I trace a mental escape route if there happened to be a couple of Zombies hiding within the rubble, we gathered around the rubble and slowly removed the trash and bricks; we also kept an eye out for any movement behind us. When we removed the trash a small, bulky figure dashed out and ran to the end growling at us; it was a golden retriever, it looked tired, we probably messed up it's bed for all I know. I started to inspect the dog further as I stepped closer it started to bar its teeth and growl, I stopped and noticed that there were no scratches or bite marks so it couldn't have been infected; I grabbed a few of the treats from the floor, crouched down to eye level with the dog and tossed one to it, it ate it but still never took it's eyes off of us. I tossed another one a little more than half way to see if I could get the dog to get closer, it walked forward and ate it still not letting it's guard down, one of my crew members tried to whisper, but I quickly shushed him, I then threw another one closer to me, and the dog started looking at the treat while it ate it; this dog must have been starving before we came here. For the final treat i held it out hoping that the dog would come closer, it sniffed my hand and took the treat, while it was eating I slowly started petting it around its back then moved up to the ears; it seemed to settle down, I finally noticed it was a male dog. I walked up the basement stairs and searched for Jared and told him about the dog we found in the basement.