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Sarah wasn't in any rush to deal with all the commotion and was grateful for Hunter[@Remipa Awesome], especially for his valiant display of actions. Her light blue eyes relaxed slightly, yet she remained in her position by the window as he moved to open the door. Her grip tightened on the pistol as a man fell through, although she was unable to get a decent look at him until Hunter commanded her to "Watch Him." Her gaze lightened with familiarization as she studied the intruder. She recognized him to be the infamous Cole Anderson[@Desire], a quarterback for the Eagles. Yes, she and her husband enjoyed watching football and playing Madden on PS3 together. Although her favorite team was the Texans, she could recognize an abundance of players for the NFL. A soft smile played at her lips, doubting that he mean't any harm. Then again, she was pretty naive and sheltered. 

A pause in gunshots forced her attention to the situation outside the apartment door, which was wide open. Hunter stood in the doorway, facing what she only assumed was the onslaught of walkers. [i]Why had he stopped?[/i] Assuming he was out of ammo, she quickly moved from the window and peeked at the doorway to get a better view. She counted, four maybe five of the hungry beasts, three were on the landing and two were making their way up the stairs. Stepping out of the doorway while raising her handgun, she quickly aimed and fired five shots. Her first two missed their mark completely, and only seemed to anger the zombies as they closed the distance. Her third shot was a remarkable head shot to the closest walker, which fell clumsily to the concrete landing of the floor. Her fourth shot grazed the cheek of the second walker, but the fifth found it's way home to it's head soon after. He...or actually a she fell to the floor, which tripped the third walker who landed, then ferociously clawed towards her. He was only about eight feet away. Her blue eyes focused down the barrel, aiming for a head shot...but then...

He was fresh, and probably had turned earlier in the day. It was easy to recognize him. His once beautiful brown eyes were now a cloudy grey full of ghostly rage. His clothes were tattered and torn, but she recognized the Raiders jersey that she had purchased for him just last year. Lastly to confirm, her eyes slowly fell upon the white gold wedding ring which glinted slightly beneath the sunlight as he clawed towards her, quickly closing what remained of the distance between them. She saw nothing but her husband as she dropped her pistol in defeat to her side. [b]Steven...[/b]


OCC: Went ahead and reduced the number of zombies like the GM requested. Plus I figured I would get this over with. Pain and total loss to come. Be ready for the weeping widow.
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