Shannon knew she would need a lot more supplies if she wanted to survive long in the overrun city and abandoned houses tended to have more useful stuff then tiny little bait shops. She walked off the road and up the gravel driveway of a large home that sat deeper in the woods a little further uphill. Shannon could tell just by looking at it through the trees that it must belong to a very wealthy family... or at least did. Sure enough, there was large two car garage at the end of the driveway and Shannon could see the edge of an in-ground swimming pool in the back yard complete with a diving board. "Wow, these folks must have been loaded..." She said as she admired the fine house and the surrounding property. It was all very beautiful, but Shannon knew not to let her guard down and kept her gun out even as she walked up to the front door. She figured ringing the doorbell would only draw zombies so she pulled out her switchblade and attempted to pick the lock. Unfortunately, a switchblade wasn't a very good lock picking tool and she wasn't a locksmith. After several minutes of frustrated turning and twisting Shannon finally lost her patience and brought her handgun down on the knob.
With a loud thumping sound the knob was knocked to the ground and the door opened slightly. Shannon put her switchblade back in her pocket and stepped inside. The only light came from the sun that shone between the tree branches outside... in other words not much. Luckily, the place still had power and the flick of a light switch was all it took to illuminate a nearby living room with a hallway at the end of it and a staircase in front of her. At the top of the staircase was another locked door that Shannon couldn't get open even by breaking the knob off. "Damn things probably barricaded... or welded shut..." She walked back down the stairs and into the living room, which was surprisingly in order. No blood, no zombies, a t.v. guide and remote sitting next to an ashtray on a clear glass coffee table. Even the chairs and couches looked comfortable and brand new. "Must have one hell of a maid..." Shannon joked to herself as she turned on the big screen plasma t.v. on the wall with the remote. It hummed to life as Shannon settled into a nearby chair and it displayed a test pattern. She began flicking through the channels slowly hoping something was still on... anything.
It was a full minute before Shannon finally heard the voice of another living human. She turned up the volume a little as an old man in a suit talked in a stern voice with a sky view of Bitterwood moving in the background. "...sources confirmed there are still living people within the city who are desperately awaiting rescue. Sadly, for these poor souls that seems to be an impossibility as the entire northeastern armed forces have their hands full just keeping this wave of what appear to be... undead humans, ladies and gentleman. I wish this was a joke, but our footage so far has confirmed that these things... these zombies... truly are walking corpses. As horrifying as this reality is... it IS reality, and as I was saying, rescue for those still trapped within the walls of the city seems like an impossibility. In a bit of good news the government has managed to successfully close off the area making a nuclear strike against the city highly unlikely for the foreseeable future. Please stay tuned for more news as it happens, this broadcast will repeat in BitterWood every hour on the hour. Thank you."
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