You lower your fire arm and call out, "hello? who's there?". You hear a supprised gasp."You, you, your alive! Thank god, some one has come!"

You step closer and say, "Why are you supprised that i'm alive? Is every one else dead?"

"Worse," he moaned. "They are only part dead. They fall dead, than get back up. They arn't alive, there just not dead. There zombies."

You ask him who he is and what he does, hoping he was a soldure. He wasen't, but he was one of the NRA members. And he tells you that his weapons were tacken into the another room, with the zombies, who are armed.

To make your possibly finale stand against the zombies on the other side of the door, you have some optiones:

Pump the door with bullets and burst in with fists flying.

Burst in and start shooting at specific targets.

Drop something to make a noise and pick them off as they come thro the door.

Or you can just run with your pants wet.