Choose Your Own Zombie Adventure

Intruder

"Fuck this." You mutter, throwing your car back into drive and taking off.

You aren't dealing with this anymore, cop or no cop. You're going straight home. If they need you they can find you. This is too much. You can't possibly be expected to sit in one spot and wait.Still your nerves are racing and you look into your rear view to see if anyone is following you. You slam on the brakes, watching the figure in the distance. The woman. Who was shot.

She's standing now. She running. The cop, obviously stunned, reacts slower than he should as she bounds onto him, taking him to the ground violently. You don't wait, you put your foot straight to the floor and race through the last few blocks to your home. People aren't out in the lawns, their homes are dark. There's some shouting and sirens in the distance, but it's more background noise now. You don't worry about it as you grab your stuff - even the crap from the glove box, and make your way to the front door.

It isn't locked. It isn't shut all the way.

You reach into your bag, your fingers wrap around the cold metal of your gun. Your heart is in your throat. You're pretty sure you're gunna puke. You hear someone curse, something drops to the ground within your house. It doesn't sound like a voice you recognize.

Do you:
Try to peek in through the window?
TURN TO STEALTH

Call your partner?
TURN TO IT TAKES TWO

Storm the gates?
TURN TO HELLS BELLS

Wait the intruder out?
TURN TO PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE