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Paulo sprinted towards the house, the loud shriek continuing to grow louder. "It sounds like its getting closer." he said between breaths. He ran through the door frame looking around for something to block it. He looked down and spotted the door he kicked in earlier. He walked off of it and lifted the broken door up, pushing it in front of the door way. "Lucy I need you!" he yelled. Paulo looked around for a hammer and nails. He grabbed a hammer off the floor and some screws off the table. There wasn't much but it would have to do. He began nailing the door up with screws, another shriek going off. this time it sounded like it was coming from next door. It was too dark out, Paulo couldn't see were this thing was.
Lucy walked in to the back room, wondering what Paulo was doing. "W-what are you doing." She asked. "No time to explain go close and lock the front door, look for more wood we can use to barricade the house. "Barricade?" Another loud shriek was released, followed by sever banging sounds coming from the roof. Paulo sighed, chills going down his spine. He quickly grabbed an ax and walked towards the gun cabinet, striking at the lock. His dad had a few shotgun and rifles, Paulo wasn't the most experienced with guns. His aim wasn't the best either, but at close range it wouldn't be easy to miss with a shotgun.
Paulo pulled the cab net's open, grabbing a single shot 16 gauge shotgun and a box of shells. "Go lock the doors and find something to block the windows with, I'm gunna go look up stairs." Lucy nodded and walked away. Paulo slid a shell into the shot gun and pulled back the hammer, slowly walking up stairs. He jumped over from the stairs and grabbed on to the banister, climbing up and on to the second leval.
Paulo flipped on the switch, a trail of blood leading from the gaping hole to the bathroom, a slight flicker came from the bathroom light. Paulo looked behind him, a bed room door hanging open. He walked slowly, the floor creeking. He reached for a switch, his hand rubbing against the smooth plastic. He flipped the switch, the light coming on and illuminating the room. There on the bed lay a cat... with a rifle pointed to his head. Paulo covered his eyes, he walked out of the room and closed the door. Paulo Broke the nob off with the butt of his gun, making sure no one could get in.
Paulo walked down the hall with his gun raised, the turned into the bathroom. The shower screen was closed, a dark shadow behind it. He stuck the gun through the screen and drew it open, the tub was full of blood. Oddly there was no body. A low growl erupted from behind Paulo, holding his breath Paulo spun around and aimed the gun forward. He didn't think twice before pulling the trigger, the recoil pushed Paulo back in to the tub.
Paulo pulled himself out, frightened and wet with blood he ran out of the bathroom. He stopped to looked at the supposedly dead monster in front of him, A large black dog with bandages around its eyes stared down at Paulo, its breath smelled of rotting flesh. Paulo struggled over the abomination before him, he tumbled to the stairs. He froze, "No... it couldn't be". Paulo looked up, the bedroom door shaking. Something in there wanted out, Paulo new exactly what was happening. He hoped he was wrong, he hoped this was all just a nightmare. Paulo fell down the stairs, his shotgun falling down with him.
He used his gun as a cane, helping him self up. He balanced himself against the wall, reloading his shotgun. The bedroom door busted open, Paulo raised his gun. He shot the Un dead being in the head. The body falling down over the banister and on to the floor. The body struggled up, on of his eyes gone along with the left side of his head. Paulo lifted his gun again, shooting the Monster in the head, sending it stumbling back in to the back followed it in, grabbing an ax and lifting it over his head. He brought it down on the zombie, rapidly hacking at it.
After the deed had been done, Paulo slowly walked out. He felt ill, he was scare, he wanted to go home and see his friends and family... He looked around, realizing that Lucy was gone. "Lucy?""Were are you, are you ok?" Paulo tightened his grip on the ax, he walked in to the kitchen and flipped on the light. He saw a cabinet slightly hanging open. he slowly grabbed the door, his heart beating. He ripped it open and raised his ax, he saw lucy huddled up crying.
He stopped, His humanity came back, he dropped the ax and fell back against the wall. He choked up and started balling. He stood up and walked forward, slowly reaching for Lucy. Paulo hugged her, picking her up and carrying her out of the cabinet. He walked to the living room, his heart sinking. He didn't know what else to do besides comfort her. He walked to the couch and lied her looked out the window, the darkness seeming to tug at his gulped,he new these windows would've hold those things, so he shoved the couch to the opposite side of the door and windows.
As much as it pained him he had to block those windows and doors. He walked to the kitchen looking for something he could use, he spotted a door leading to an unknown room. Without thinking or careing he swung it open, looking down in to the dark depths of what seemed to be the basement. He flicked on the light, the room brightening up in a somewhat cheery glow. He walked down, the warmth of the basement soothing him. There was wood and building supplies every wear. He didn't want to stay here, but Lucy was in no condition to travel.
He walked back up stairs, at least he had found a place to put Lucy for the time being. He headed in to the living room, Lucy cuddling the shotgun. He smiled, how many girls would stick to a gun rather then hide. He kissed her forehead, sitting next to her.
He new that they would be alright, they had to.
This story is going to take a slightly different turn then the first one.