Trinity Opened her eyes and yawned. She was saprised she got any sleep with the constent groaning outsided of the barred door. It had saprised her. She had woken up and walked out into the living room The Newsman was saying something that she found quiet weird, but hey she didnt pay much attention. She walked into the kitchen to make breakfest and she is welcomed by a rotting human eating a cat on the floor.
She pushed herself up and checked her Walther P99 to make sure it was all loaded. "Good..."she murrmed sliping it back into its spot on her belt on her waist. She then grabed her loaded shotgun. She looked back at the door, which was the onlything between her and the zombies. Today she was going to break out of her own house.