Evelyn was hiding out in an old abandoned house it was night time which meant the undead would be more ravenous not to mention it was gonna rain the wind outside was picking up rustling the leaves from the trees the faint smell of rain in horizon. She was alone and scared the only thing keeping her comfort is her brother's leather jacket, she sat in the upper room of the house when she heard a rustle and a bang downstairs she grabbed her knife holding it out

"Who's there?"