[@Pripovednik]

Ella jumped back in surprise when the door came crashing down, along with a guy who quickly got up. She looked at him for a second before she turned back to face the walkers. She aimed, and fired. She had to be more careful with the bullets she had left, not one could go to waste. Yet she knew, that no matter if she killed at every shot, there were simply not enough bullets to take them all down. 

Six bullets left. Ella fired.
Five bullets left. One walker fell.
Four left. Another on fell.
Three.
Two.

Ella looked over at the guy next to her. He had been barricaded behind a door, yet he had broken it down to help her. It had been months since she had gotten any help from a living human, and several weeks since she had seen one alive. Now she had to make sure that they got out of there. 

"I'm out!" Ella said as she fired one last time. "We need to get out of here."