Ella put the can of pineapples on the floor, leaning her head against the window frame. She closed her eyes and hummed silently. She had always liked silence, the stillness. There wasn't much of that left these days. Suddenly the sound of several gunshots reached Ella's ears, and she scrambled to her feet. 

Ella stood quietly in the apartment for a moment, listening. The gunfire had died out, but it had been replaced by the rattle of the fire escape and the groans of dead people. 

"Shit" Ella exhaled and hurried over to the window and slid it shut. She just had time to huddle up beneath it when the first walkers stumbled past it. 

Ella scanned the room. Her rifle was lying next to her backpack on the kitchen table across the room. 
"Shit" Ella said again. She kept her eyes on the window as she slowly crawled over to the table and pulled down her rifle and backpack. Then she waited for a moment, with her rifle pointed the window, before she continued crawling towards the door. Just as she opened it, she heard the window break behind her. Quickly Ella turned around and fired twice before hurrying out the door and closed it behind her.