Sandy cocked her double barrelled shotgun and aimed it straight at the wobbling figure in the dark. “Stand still you sonovabitch so I can blow your brains out.” She inhaled and squinted her eyes, her target closing in on her. On the exhale she pulls the trigger back and releases a deadly blow straight into the creatures head.

She quickly lifts her arm over her face to catch the exploding debris. She had been fighting these God forsaken creatures for a week now trying to make it to the other side of town. How they turned up nobody knows. Before they killed her family she was just the shy daughter of a dairy farmer. Now, she’s turned into a desperate monster hunter trying to make it to her older sisters place in Greenborough. The monsters had taken over her town. Eating and destroying everything and everyone in sight. No one knew what they were exactly. Some mix of zombie and killer dog was her closest guess.

Sandy exits the abandoned shed and walks into the blinding sunlight. What do you know, it’s morning. After a 24 hour standoff with the bastards, she had finally made it to morning. Would they be the last? Probably not. It seemed like for every 10 she killed, 20 more would spawn. Dragging her gun behind her, her legs bruised and aching. She wipes the sweat off her forehead and the perspiration on her arm stings her battle scars. Ahh, she winces. Suddenly, an oasis in this godforsaken wasteland. A sign. Only half up. The other side impaled into the ground. She comically turns her whole body to the side to read it. “Thanks for visiting Oak Hills! Come back soon!” Sandy laughs to herself. She stares off into the abandoned woods in front of her. Then looks back at the massacred town behind her.

Her families screams echoed in her mind. The way the townspeople she grew up with ran and fought and died. Their bloodied faces she would never forget. Her only hope now was to make it to her sister. “Fuck you Oak Hills.” She said through gritted teeth and walked on. Half brave, half terrified, into the unknown.

From behind her, Sandy Bradshaw could hear the other side of that goofy Oak Hills sign fall to the ground.