After a day walk and lots of avoiding zombies, Ben and Alice finally came towards the biggest store they knew: "Brad's Outdoor & Hunting Equipment". However, there was something strange about this place. Ben felt the chills going down his spine. Something was not right. It was too quiet for an zombie infested area. Ben told Alice to hide herself. Ben checked his weapon before he began searching the place. He didn't want to end up with an empty barrel like last time.
When Ben entered the store he peered around. Luckely there were no big campfires, or anything that told Ben that people were living there. Still, he had to be careful not to get into a trap. Ben slowly walked around, listening to every single noise. As soon as he heard some noise behind him, he turned around, ready to shoot. A big rat ran over the floor, knocking a can over on his run. "Rats..." cursed Ben out loud. He hated them. When he was young, he was bitten by a rat. The little teethmarks on his butt still reminded him every day of the horror a rat did to him.
Then Ben heard a voice. Who could it be? He hid himself behind some shelves, and waited until the perpetrator came close. It felt like hours. Ben heard the footsteps on the floor, getting closer and closer. Ben was ready to shoot. And with a big jump he blocked the way.
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