Kaylah watched as everyone paired off, she had no idea where she was going to go and her nerves were playing up. The thing was she needed to bite the bullet or something could happen without her help. Her mind rattled as she took her first step which was followed by another one. She planned to rotate around the plot of the land, well the inside of the land. As she moved she avoided the downed infected, the ones that the crazy pair took down without any regard to their well-being. As she moved some of the infected were being taken out by the other survivors allowing her to go further within the plot of land. 

She did see one fetch the arrows before losing sight of them as she moved to check places others had not. She noted that the twins went into the house like a couple of death wishing crazy people. She passed a few of the other survivors but her eyes stayed fixed on what was ahead of her in fear of being overwhelmed by the undead and the chance of being bitten or having something infect her through other means. Also her best friend was with her so she was slightly more brave then she normally was. Eventually she stumbled across the tool shed.

Kaylah: “This looks untouched I think.”

She soon tried to open the door but it was locked by a rusty chain and lock. The woman in blue soon got closer to check the condition though for her it was in the worse condition possible forcing her to use her weapon to break it, it took a few strikes but the chain cracked in a certain area before falling apart. The lock was being dragged down by the chain that was not broken. With that done she slowly opens the tool shed up to see what was inside and what she saw was scary. The shed’s tools were all in one corner; well most of them some looked like they were missing. She eventually took a step in and when she turned to see one corner of the shed she saw something.

Kaylah: “Oh god no, I, I think I am going to be sick.”

And in deed she was as she left for a moment to vomit her breakfast up, her vial was down for the first time since she ate. If one looked they would have seen sausage and beans mixed with various fluids. It was not a pretty sight, Kaylah stayed where she was for a moment before making her way back to the shed that was left to her.

Kaylah: “That smell, the sight of whatever happened to that person.”

The corner of the room had a torso pinned to the wall via a pitchfolk. Under the corpse was the head of the victim, the neck area had one of the garden scissors which was pinning the torso's neck against the wall. The smell was really bad, how long was this body part here for? The torso was also naked and it was once a woman though it looked like she was tortured as she saw cuts and pins sticking out of the corpse body. The arms were on a workstation and two big rusty nails were going through the palms like a form of crucifixion. The legs however were missing.

Kaylah: “Don’t let there be a psycho around here who is not that nut who bashed the infected a new one.”

Her eyes soon darted around the shed as she saw blood scattered across it. The woman in blue soon lifted her vial once more to cover her mouth and soon checked the tools to see if they needed cleaning, some did but they could get to that making her pick them up and place them outside of the shed for reasons that would haunt her for a while.

Kaylah: “OK we have a crop, a sickle, a do-da, a thingy, a hoe and a few other tools for use.”

She soon went back into the shed and checked the other side of it where she saw a piece of wood that was about the length of a dinner table covering something. She made a face not sure if she should or not but in the end did. What she saw when she moved it was an infected sitting there, it clawed at her but it was not moving; it couldn't?

Kaylah: “What is wrong with this place?”

The undead had no legs so it was not going to walk towards her, but it could drag itself if it were not for something binding it to the wall. A sword was holding the dead in its tracks. It made a little noise, this shed was really uncomfortable as everything was injury related, no arms, legs or a head. That scared the shit out of K.K making her quickly before behead the semi moving corpse, half of its head already seemed to have been cut but the job was not finished yet. She did it with little effort as she watched the head roll across the shed floor.

The dog was outside chasing its tail, it sensed no danger and so it was off being a dog. She was rather friendly to those who had no ill intentions towards her or K.K. Eventually she stopped and sat waiting for Kaylah to return to her. Bruiser was close by but not actually outside the shed.