"Shoot it!" Kacy said in a sharp tone.

Hesitating, Tuesday looked at the creature shuffling towards her slowly, though she wanted to shoot it down, it'd been drummed into her for the last few years, noise brings more, a whole lot more. "But...If I..." She started to say in a stutter.

"SHOOT THE MOTHERFUCKER!!" Came the screaming reply.

Startled, in the short time she'd known the woman, she had never raised her voice to her. Without thinking, only wanting to obey the command, the girl turned towards the walker and pulled both triggers of the double-barreled shotgun. The twin blasts within the confines of the alley sounded like a cannon going off. The full force of the blast struck the creature in the belly, blowing through its middle and out the back, taking its insides and spine along with it. Falling back, it tried twisting, turning anything to get at the walking meat.

Tuesday, looked at the twisting creature, her ears ringing from the guns roar. She thought Kacy was saying something to her, but she could not be sure.

Kacy, sweat streaming down her forehead, kept moving forward carrying Wednesday on her back. She knew why Aaron claimed the girls clothes, even carrying her would slow them down. The idea of the barefoot girl trying to walk on the debris filled ground was laughable. Yet, it still played into her plans, they could not be too fast, but she needed a break before her arms fell off and the alley should provide them with just what they need. "Stay close," she mutters, while quickening her pace, wanting to clear the area as soon as possible. "There's a building up ahead we can duck into to wait for them to pass."

Still unable to hear a word, Tuesday stayed, close behind. They still had a ways to go before reaching the pit, then in a flash she realized where they were headed for.

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