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Kayla tried to control her breathing as she heard the cries and moans of the Acids, slowly approaching her alley. Kayla had never really held much stock in religion, nor had she ever believed in a higher power, but in that moment she found herself praying to any God, that the Acids not find her. She had no way out.

All of a sudden, there was the sound of gun-fire from the east. Her breath caught as the Acids got silent. Slowly, the cries picked up again as they shambled off eastward towards the new enemy. As the street again got quiet Kayla breathed a sigh of relief and slid over, laying against the ground in sheer relief.

The foul-smelling liquid that Kayla was sitting in was covering her jeans and she reeked of the stuff, but it did not matter, for she was alive. She rested for a few moments and reached into her bag. She was relatively safe for the moment and so decided to eat some of what she had acquired in the store she had raided. She opened a power bar and a bottle of water, and ate quickly while trying to muse out a plan of attack.

She needed ammo. All she had for protection was a crow-bar that she had picked up a few miles back and an empty shot gun. She also needed a better gun, but it had been all she could grab at the beginning. She reached into her bag and pulled out a small city map. There was a gun shop near by. First things first. Get what weaponry she could, and then find a place to rest.

(( Meet me at the gn shop? ))

((Just head to the roof!))

Kayla approached the gun shop as quietly as possible, making sure to look around for any near-by Acids.

Coast was Clear.

Kayla quickly booked it across the street and dove through the open window into the gun store. As an Acid in the shop screeched at her arrival she reached for the nearest gun and turned just in time to duck away from the blow to her head. She fell back and swung her crow bar at the female Acid's head as she pointed the pistol and fired. The Acid stumbled back and Kayla fired several more times until the thing stopped moving.

"s**t" Kayla muttered as she heard several more Acid's screaming in the streets. She ducked behind the counter and started to shove weapon after weapon into her bag and as much ammo as possible. She thought she was definitely screwed until she noticed a door in the back of the room.

As the Acids entered the room, Kayla dove through the door and slammed it behind her. She locked it and raced up the stairs and out onto the roof. Luckily it was adjoining to other buildings on both sides.

Kayla heard something heavy land behind her and she turned and immediately fired in the person's general direction. Too late she realized it was an actual person and not an Acid. Thank goodness she had aimed too far to the left.

"s**t! Sorry!" She yelled at this new-comer, hoping to God he wouldnb't get too pissed. "Nasty habit! I fire at everything that moves!"

He just laughed at her. Laughed! This guy might just be off his rocker...of course he was probably safer than the Acids pounding at the door she had just come through. Kayla sealed her bag, and re-loaded her shotgun as she follwed this new-comer over the rooftops.

"Hey! Buddy!" She raced to catch up to him. "You got a safe place to go and mind if I crash for a night?"

"Jesus" She muttered. Maybe the Acids HAD been a safer option. No, of course not.

"So what can I call you then? Or shall we leave it nameless?"

Kayla followed him into the building and turned to face him.

"Well you can call me Kay. And I gotta say, you are the first survivor I've seen in quite a while. If you got somewhere I can crash for the night, I can be out of your hair by morning." Truthfully, she didn't mind staying, but it had become difficult to trust people after the infection had gotten to out of control.

She sniffed the air, remembering that she had been laying in the dumpster liquid, and added "And maybe a way that I can clean these clothes...if you don't mind that is."