One More Victim…

I can't believe it. My entire family is dead, ripped to shreds as I watched. My husband, son, daughter… All gone…

My name is Ann Evans, and I am stuck in the Hell on Earth that was once my beautiful hometown of Raccoon City, and I know that I will most likely become a meal for one of my undead former townsfolk just like virtually everyone else in this cursed place. But, if I die, I want to die trying to escape, instead of wasting away in this apartment that I ran inside of,just as a mob of zombies was closing in and about to grab me out in the hall.

I climb down a fire escape that was outside the window, heading for a warehouse that my husband said would make a good shelter, just before he died. I easily dodge the few zombies in the streets, until, just before I can reach the warehouse, a bunch of zombies corner me in-between them. I manage to escape their grasp and sprint away, but just as I open the door leading to the warehouse's back door, I hear gunshots, very close. Hoping the shooter will be o.k., I go through the door and run the alleyway leading to the door into the warehouse. I dodge a zombie that is just in front of the door, but just as I grab the doorknob, the zombie turns around and grabs me. I scream and collapse in pain as the ex-human tears into me with blackened teeth. My vision fades just as I hear the door to the alley open and close, then gun shots…
Then a body falling…
Approaching footsteps…
A woman's voice asking if I'm o.k.…

Then nothing