She thought her day couldn't get any worse.
She was horribly, horribly wrong.
It was one of those days when everything that could go wrong, had. A dog got their head stuck in the door to their cage. A whole litter of puppies had just been left on the shelter's doorstep, half the dogs were panicking or howling all day long, and the computer system had gone down not once, not twice, but three different times of the course of the day.
Then, to top it off, the power went out.
At first, it was fine. Power outages happened; some idiot drove into a power pole or a fuse blew. Anna left the shelter early, walked the two blocks to the mall with headphones on, and not once noticed the decaying bodies. Beyond the issues at the shelter, it was shaping to be a salvagable day. She even had a date that evening.
Course, when your supposed date starts shuffling after you missing an arm and frothing blood out his mouth, you start think maybe it's time to just phone in the day and start over tomorrow.
If there was a tomorrow, anyway.
Needless to say she decided her best bet was to hide in the all-purpose hardware and homegoods store in the mall. With access to tools with saws or battery operated screw drivers. One too many horror movies man, one too many.