She walked down the hallway alone. She was wondering what had happened to her friend Shelly. Marley stepped outside the old bank and looked around as she hoped to see Shelly's truck pulling up. She tapped her finger on her holstered pistol debating on going after her friend. She walked back into the bank and locked the door up. She went to the desk and sat down thinking what to do.
Shelly was up and making a fast snack in the house she rested in after her attack the night before. She reloaded her shot gun and searched the house taking anything useful she could find. She found a couple more pistols and shotgun with ammo for all of them. She walked out to the car and loaded the box of stuff into the trunk. She looked around and got in. She was hoping it would start as she put the key into the ignition. She turned the key and the motor cranked slowly but started. She smiled and drove back to her truck to gather the items she had gotten the day before.
She loaded the items up as fast as she could so she could head home. She sped off and was gone as the two zombies walked out beside her truck. She flipped them off as she was gone without a fucking by them. She pulled up to the old bank and got out. She unlocked the door and went inside, Marley had left. She unloaded the boxes and guns. She locked up and put things away as her other roomy walked out smoking a cigarette in nothing but a bikini top and shorts.
"You know Marley left to find you?" Amber said leaning on the wall.
"I had a run in with a couple zombies." Shelly said.
