Glenn and I were searching for supplies in an old house, the floors were coated in dust and blood, I kept my eyes open, my gun and knife at the ready, I look over at Glenn, he nods, I kick the door in, making a loud thud, and a loud growling start, we both whipped around the corner, seeing five walkers, pathetically stumbling around, until I kicked the door

“I got the two on the right!” I put an axe into one’s head and it drops, yanking out my knife I stab the other in the eye