Kathleens POV

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I followed the noise into their guest bedroom. I walked into the room and was surrounded by flower wall paper. In the middle sat an untouched kind size bed with a bed set covered in flowers. A black dresser was covered in knick knacks and old novels covered the along with a mirror making it a vanity. There were two small black night stands on each side of the bed, one with a lamp on it.
I continued to follow the noise in to the guest bathroom. I stood there and knocked on the door just to make sure whoever or whatever was in there isn't alive. The noise stopped for a second and I heard shuffling then foot steps approaching from the other side of the door. I readied my sword and aimed it towards the door. With a slow twist of the door nob and a quick pull of the door I thrusted my sword in to the section of the brain. It took me a moment to realize that there was no rotter there. I stood there in awe until I finally looked to the floor.
I found a rotter lying on the ground with its arms waving out for me. I'm out of reach of it by about five inches. I assessed the rotter and found that it's missing one of it's legs. Next to it I found an open bottle of bleach. Taped to it was a letter that wrote, "Dear to whomever it concerns, this world has already gone down the drain, as you could see I don't have a leg. Lost it due to a bite at the beginning, I had to cut it off. It works but I realized I couldn't survive hopping on one leg for the rest of how ever my life may be. I thought I might as well end everything, at least of what I can."
"Dumb idiot didn't know to aim for the brain." I thought. I took my knife and jabbed it in his brain, once I did so the rotter froze and I took my sword out of its head.

I took everything that was a necessity or need in this kind of world. I made my way out of the bathroom and stared at the novels. Do I really want to read them I thought. I stood there pondering for a second. I finally decided to go and take them and put them in the black bag. If I didn't read them I will use them for a fire or something.

I started to make my way down the stairs back to the open fridge. The smell was still bad, but it was manageable now. I took the 5 water bottles and the couple Dr. Peppers and made my way to pick up the rest of anything I could use.

Once I finished this house I started to make it back to my house when all of a sudden I heard a BANG!

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