"Fuck!" Mattie yelled at the top of her lungs before punching a hole in the wall and bloodying her knuckles. "Fuck them both! Fuck them all! Fuck fuck fuck!" She kept punching until her fingers were raw and red, and then she stood there shaking, tears coming down, her lip quivering. If a zombie had climbed up and attacked her right now, she probably would have picked it up and tossed it through the window like it was that dirty diaper from earlier. The one that had almost hit Darrin. 

She put her back to the wall and slid down, her hands against her face. She cried for a while, screamed a little bit (though with enough intensity to make her throat burn) and then calmed down. It was like this that she fell asleep, with her head tucked into her knees and her bloody hands lying limp on the musty floor.