They high school kids arrived at the hotel and the bus doors opened. Anselma walked out with the little belongings she had and looked at the gigantic hotel. It seemed fairly nice on the outside and had a classical feel from it. On the higher floors it looks like they had balconies you could walk on. Anselma looked both ways before crossing the street, more for zombies than cars. She unsheathed her katana and cautiously walked in through the door. The inside was insanely different from the outside. It was modernized was the best way to put it.

The bell rang and she cursed herself. Luckily it was quiet enough to only draw the zombies from the lobby, more for curiosity than for food. She stuck one of the three zombies in  the neck with the katana slicing through all the way to the bone, but not past it. She kick the zombie away to pull the katana out. It grunted angrily and the other two charged at her.