[b]Luanne and Dot Part 2 - In the Drugstore[/b]

Luanne shuffled around in the drugstore as her sister kept a vigilant eye on their barricade, grabbing anything that looked like it might be useful and shoving it in her backpack. It hadn't been long since the dead started walking, and Luanne was still hoping that perhaps this was all a dream. Hoping, but not believing. This was the world she lived in now, and if she distracted herself too much with such fanciful imaginings, she might not be long to live. Or worse; she could put her sister in danger.

Luanne glanced at Dot, who was still sitting on the counter with a trembling finger on her rifle. Dot was all Luanne had left in this world, and damn if she wouldn't do anything to protect her. That was her obligation, after all, being a whole seven minutes and eighteen seconds older.

[i]BANG[/i]

A sudden crash at the door made Luanne drop the can of chili that she was inspecting and look up at the door. She quickly drew the shotgun that she took from their house, and put her hand at her hip to make certain she still had the combat knife nestled in the sash on her dress. She stalked along the shelves near the entrance as another crash rang throughout the pharmacy, and by the time the door burst open she was able to surreptitiously observe the group that ran in. Not walkers, for certain, as they had the presence of mind to barricade the door again. But that didn't mean they weren't enemies. For all she knew, they wanted the protection of the pharmacy all for themselves.

All of their attention was on Dot at the moment as they began explaining themselves to her, which gave Luanne the perfect opportunity to sneak up behind them and train one of her father's favorite hunting weapons on their backs. If they tried to hurt her sister, she would hurt them first.