Quik Stop, Raccoon City, February 1st, 2002, 3:39 pm
Jill ran to her truck, and hit several zombies on the way. As she pulled into the parking lot 2 zombies ran up to the truck. Jill opened her door, pushing one on the ground. The other attacked instantly, but Jill got her foot out, and the zombie impaled itself on her foot. The other got up, as Jill exited the truck. She kicked it in the knee, and it keeled over. She then kneed it in the side of the head, and it fell on its side. She continued kicking it, until it stopped moving. She ran to the door, but it was locked. She kicked in the glass, and crawled through. There was a zombie behind the counter, staring at her. She knew these were smart zombies, so she dived behind a candy rack. She could see through a crack that the zombie had grabbed a shotgun from under the counter. She kept low, and slowly walked towards the back, that was here ultimate goal. She threw a bag of chips into the main area, and the zombie fired out of reflex. She used the time that the zombie took to reload to run to a rack, closer to the door marked "Basement - No Entry" She tried the same method a second time, but the zombie didn't fall for it. Jill watched the zombie behind the counter, oblivious to the zombie coming up behind her.
Barry's Summer Cabin, January 31st, 2002, 4:44 pm
All four zombies advanced on Barry. He turned and began to run towards the screen-door but the wound in his shoulder made him fall to the ground. Two of the zombies dove towards Barry, but he managed to move enough to dodge one, while the other hit the table. Barry pulled himself to his feet using a counter. He tried to ignore the pain, and headed again towards the screen-door. He reached it, unlocked it and slid it open. He stumbled outside, around the house and into his car. As he started the engine a zombie opened the passenger side door. He hit the gas, and nothing happened. He shifted into reverse as the zombie got comfortable. He couldn't defend himself because his injured arm was towards the zombie. He slammed on the gas, and flew into the roadway. He went into drive, and took off down the road. He had escaped all but one of the zombies. The zombie clawed at his arm, cutting it open. Blood ran down his arm, and gushed from his shoulder but he continued to drive. The zombie kept swinging, doing more and more damage to his arm and shoulder. His arm finally gave out, and it fell limp beside him. He continued to drive though, and he knew where he was going.
Jill ran to her truck, and hit several zombies on the way. As she pulled into the parking lot 2 zombies ran up to the truck. Jill opened her door, pushing one on the ground. The other attacked instantly, but Jill got her foot out, and the zombie impaled itself on her foot. The other got up, as Jill exited the truck. She kicked it in the knee, and it keeled over. She then kneed it in the side of the head, and it fell on its side. She continued kicking it, until it stopped moving. She ran to the door, but it was locked. She kicked in the glass, and crawled through. There was a zombie behind the counter, staring at her. She knew these were smart zombies, so she dived behind a candy rack. She could see through a crack that the zombie had grabbed a shotgun from under the counter. She kept low, and slowly walked towards the back, that was here ultimate goal. She threw a bag of chips into the main area, and the zombie fired out of reflex. She used the time that the zombie took to reload to run to a rack, closer to the door marked "Basement - No Entry" She tried the same method a second time, but the zombie didn't fall for it. Jill watched the zombie behind the counter, oblivious to the zombie coming up behind her.
Barry's Summer Cabin, January 31st, 2002, 4:44 pm
All four zombies advanced on Barry. He turned and began to run towards the screen-door but the wound in his shoulder made him fall to the ground. Two of the zombies dove towards Barry, but he managed to move enough to dodge one, while the other hit the table. Barry pulled himself to his feet using a counter. He tried to ignore the pain, and headed again towards the screen-door. He reached it, unlocked it and slid it open. He stumbled outside, around the house and into his car. As he started the engine a zombie opened the passenger side door. He hit the gas, and nothing happened. He shifted into reverse as the zombie got comfortable. He couldn't defend himself because his injured arm was towards the zombie. He slammed on the gas, and flew into the roadway. He went into drive, and took off down the road. He had escaped all but one of the zombies. The zombie clawed at his arm, cutting it open. Blood ran down his arm, and gushed from his shoulder but he continued to drive. The zombie kept swinging, doing more and more damage to his arm and shoulder. His arm finally gave out, and it fell limp beside him. He continued to drive though, and he knew where he was going.