She heard the TV beeping- and looked at the TV.
"Thats probably fake-"
"Yeah well everything on the news is some bullshit,"
He puts his arms up, his eyes closes as he stretches.
"......"
She sighed, flopping back down.
He walks to the kitchen to get some water. But before that happened some kind of screaming was heard from outside
"Fucking neighbors."
"Tell em to shut up!"
She yelled out from the bedroom.
"Heh, alright then!"
He walked outside to find the source of the screaming. Instead, there was a gutted body, intestines hanging out. Blood everywhere.
"W-what the fuck?!"
He fell on the floor, crawling back in, shutting the door.
"What happened-?"
"What ever the fuck you d-do, don't look outside!"
He ran to his bedroom, grabbing his Winchester from the closet.
"Why-??"
She got up, going to the window.
He ran to her, gun in hand. Dragging her away from the window.
"That zombie apocalypse shit might be re-"
Glass shatters from upstairs.
