LOUISE POV
'QUICKER' I urge myself, running as fast as I can trying to shake off the biters on my take.
Wishing I hadn't left my hide out to get more food I push myself harder to try and get away.
'The one time I don't use something as a f***ing distraction and this happens I'm getting sloppy'
I pull out my hand gun and shoot the closer ones while trying not to trip over the debris and holes littered along the road.
'I seriously wish I had a machine gun right about now'
I see the hide out in the closing distance.
Taking a quick look behind me I hope that it's enough between me and them to get in and blocked off before they get there.
'COME ON JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE'
I reach the door and fumble getting inside, locking the door and re-barracade the door with wood and metal pipes. I push the full wardrobe against the door for a little extra protection.
BANG
BANG
BANG
Loud growls and moans fill up the room as the biters slam into the door pissed that they can't get in.
I set up a boobie trapped gun infront of the door just incase it doesn't hold.
Emptying my bag on the floor I search for the bottle of whiskey I managed to grab and gulp a couple mouthfuls and grab my smokes and trike one up taking a deep breath and let the nicotine sink in.
While I smoke I go around my hide out and check the blocked up windows and the movement sensors.
'Good all perfect'.
I look over at the pile of food I managed to get and sigh knowing that I'd have to venture out again soon if I didn't want to starve to death. I slam my hand on my forehead and go to pick up the goods to move it upstairs to pack away.
'They're going to be out there a while' I think to myself.
'What can I use as a distraction next time'
Looking around my collection trying to plan my next strategy.
I pick up an old style alarm clock and an Idea comes to me.
'A BOMB?! Could it work? Best of all do I have the stuff for it?' rooting around the cleaning chemicals and fertilizers I picked up I smile to myself 'Worst case it goes off and kills me too'.
Shrugging I get to work and make one up writing exactly what is going into it down for future reference.
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Finishing up I put an old toy's speaker module on top.
"Hmm I need to test this bad boy..." I look out of a peep hole and look to see if the biters were still there. To no real surprise they were.
Steadily undoing the flap covering the window I set the timer and threw it over the road into a shallow ditch and quickly redoing the flap up just incase they saw me.
I stuck my eye back to the peep hole to watch to see it it works.
The sound of the module took the attention of the biters and they rushed to the noise then started to look around.
"Come on. Come on. Come on!" I urged.
BOOM
"YES!" I celebrated after checking where they previously we're "One hundred percent success rate!"
I start dancing around in celebration towards my craft table and start calculating how much more of the stuff I needed and how much I had.
Smiling away to myself I go back to the peep hole and see if there was any crawlers left by my bomb. 'Nope! Nothing!'
Happy with my success I lay down on my make shift bed and fall asleep.