Walkers, damn fucking walkers. Hunter grabbed his hatchet and started hacking away at the dead, though they kept coming, and getting enough force to bust the skulls was getting harder and harder each hit. "We can't keep fighting in the hallway here, we'll get killed if we stay here" He told Debriah and Riley. Then soon after that he hit one of the walkers and the hatchet got stuck, he tried to pull out the blade but the dead body just fell back into the crowd. " Dammit, Dammit, Must be a small horde." 

Hunter grabbed his shotgun and started bashing them with his stock. "We need to move! Now!" If he kept hitting them like this the gun would break, and if any walkers came up from behind them they would be trapped.

He started to run keeping the others in sight, he stopped once to fire two rounds into the small horde, 'There's too many' he thought.