Man, this is getting annoying. Is as if they are trying to stop me from finishing my story. Well this time, I put an automated defense gun on my door. Now those zombies and dogs won't get at me, for a while at least. Anyway, here's the next chapter!

Chapter 6: the shotgun

Chris and I head past the bathroom door and went into another part of the room. There wasn't much to see, just some windows and curtains. I started looking around until I found another door. I went through the door. Inside was a small room that was painted and plated with people from the earlier times. Another door stood before me. I turned the knob and went inside.

I came across a living room of sorts. There was a couch with a small table in front of it. A fireplace was on the right with a deer head and a few pictures and stuff on top of it. There was also a draw beside the fireplace. I took a look around the room, I felt relaxed since all this started. It was peaceful in here. No zombies, no dogs, no nothing, Just peace and quiet. I sat down on the couch for a minute to relax. I put my heads behind my head and leaned back. I could just stay in this room forever, relaxing without a care in the world.

I snap out of it. I don't have time to rest. If I want to live, I better get my lazy butt off this couch and find a way out of this godforsaken mansion. I got up just when it about to get comfortable. I then looked down on the table to see another dagger. I grabbed it and put it in my pocket. Something else caught my eye and I turned to find a shotgun hanging there on the wall.

I walked toward it and took it out. It was a bit heavier than I thought it would be. Still, this weapon could to be real useful for whatever lies. Oh yeah. This baby is going to kick some major butt. Those zombies won't know what hit them. I better get back to Chris. He's probably wondering where I have gone. I went out of the room holding the shotgun in my arms. As I got back to the room with the painting and plating of people, the room shook and the ceiling started to come down.

"You got to be kidding me!" I shouted. I headed for the door out of here, but the door was locked! I started panicking a little. I wasn't in the mood to get squashed by the ceiling. I shouted through the door. "Chris! Chris! I need help here!" I heard no reply. I step back as the ceiling was coming closer to me. Oh shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Just then, the door broke open and their stood Chris.

"Austin! Get out of there!" he shouted. I headed for him just as the ceiling was about to give way. I jumped for it and barely made it before the ceiling came crashing down to the floor. I started breathing heavily as Chris helped me back up. "You alright?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, never better." I said. "Chris, guess what I found?"

I handed him the shotgun as he admired what I found. "Where did you this?"

"There was another room back there and I found it hanging on the wall. I figured this could be helpful along the way." I said.

Chris smiled. "Yeah, there's no telling what lies ahead. Nice work, Austin. Now, let's keep moving." Chris handed me back the shotgun. "Think you can hold on to this for a while?"

"No problem." I said, taking the shotgun back. We headed for the double doors behind us and went through.

There wasn't much in this room either, just a desk and some more doors. One was a regular door. Another door had a face on it. There was also another door to the far left. Chris headed for it, but it wouldn't open. I took a look on the lock and it was engraved with armor. I tried the door with the face on it. But it didn't open either. The engraving of the lock was some kind of family insignia. I turned around to tell Chris but he wasn't around. I found a small hallway to the right to see Chris examining a gate door. "Hey Austin, this one is unlocked." He said.

I nodded and went to the gate and opened it. The breezing night greeted us as we pushed forward. We came across an iron door. Chris went ahead to open it, but to no avail.

I spotted some kind of hexagonal hole near the door. I took a look at it, thinking that whatever goes in here must somehow unlock this door. "Chris, I think we need some kind of hexagonal shape to open this door." I said, showing the hole to Chris.

"Alright then, we better head back then." I nodded. Suddenly, there was a rusting near the bushes and in the distance, another dog came out and headed right for us. It was coming for me first. Maybe because I tasted better. Whatever the reason, I raised the shotgun and just when it was about to pounce on me, I fired, knocking it back and killing it. I was right. This gun DOES pack a punch. I looked at Chris who nodded, knowing its dead. I nodded back and we headed back the room.

You know, I'm starting to make these chapters a bit shorter than I thought there would be. Still, I am not sure if that's a problem for any of you. So if it is a problem, leave a review telling me so I can try to make them a bit longer. Anyway, looks like my gun's working perfectly. Good thing too, those damn zombies and dogs never leave me alone for some reason. Well, I better get going. Leave a review. It helps me more than you know.