[b] Jagred - Roll of 7 + 2 +1 = 10. Success![/b]

Charlotte was about to swing her bat at the nearest walker, her arms growing tired from the fight to get off the street, when an arrow came out of the blue from the East, piercing it through the skull. She looked in the general direction it had come from, but couldn't see the exact source. All she saw was a short stretch of tress, and a stretch of suburban street on the other side. Whatever was over there, they were willing to help. She fled in that direction, hopping the freeway barrier, and thankful she didn't have to cross the Southbound as well. 

[b] Lee - Roll of 6 +1 Hard +1 Melee = 8. Partial success![/b]

The swing was a little short, and the axe hacked a gouge through the front of the ghoul's neck, and the force of it knocked to the left. It's head was now flopping on a thin bit of remaining neck. 

[b] Lee - Roll of 7 +1 Hard +1 Melee = 9. Partial success![/b]

Lee kicked out at the walker's head to free his axe, and his foot finished the job, knocking its head across the room.

[b] Lee - Roll of 8 +1 Hard +1 Melee = 10. Success![/b]

The blow to the second walker's stomach broke it's spine, and it collapsed heavily in front of Lee, who ripped his axe free and brought it down on the creature's head, splitting it satisfyingly. 

[b] Lee - Roll of 7 +1 Hard +1 Melee = 9. Partial success![/b]

Lee brought the axe down, but the trapped corpse's scrabbling arms got in the way. The blade severed one of the arms just below the elbow, splintering bone and spraying putrid blood down into the mob's face. A second swing got passed the walker's now diminished defenses and smashed its skull. 

The mobs from the first floor were dispatched, but the moans from upstairs had intensified from the sounds, and scrabbling could be heard at the stairs. 

[b] Charlotte[/b]

Most of the deadies were flocking toward where the gunshots had only recently stopped echoing, which was already almost a sixty meters North of her, and the woods were basically deserted as Charlotte passed through. She came out the other side to see the back end of a cul-de-sac. She still couldn't see where the shot had come from, but she could see walkers roaming the street on the other side of the house. They were all converging on the front door of one of them, and she could hear them banging to get in. That often meant people, she reasoned as she stopped dead. The one who rescued her? She looked behind her and though the woods still appeared clear, she knew how many were on the highway now.

It was possible that the house was secured by her rescuer, so she took a chance and ran for the back door, swinging it open and barging in, her bat held in front of her. She came into a dark room, and as her eyes adjusted she saw a man standing in the middle of the room, a bloody dripping axe in his hands, a dispatched walker trapped under the sofa at his feet. Her mouth opened, but could manage no words.

It didn't matter, at that moment a scrabbling to her left alerted her of more ghouls coming down the stair well. She dropped her bag to the ground and took her bat in both hands, swinging at the first one as it reached the ground floor.