The strain on the door was finally too much, and the frame splintered as it gave way allowing three zombies to lurch into the room. The group's hastily formed firing line was ready for them!
At the same moment at the front of the house, the two walking dead had gone straight for the cops and were frantically tearing at the hedge to try and reach their prey.
The bedroom erupted with the sound of gunfire as soon as Brad yelled the order to fire, and moments later the zeds had disappeared behind a cloud of gunsmoke
Distracted by the sound of the firefight from the house, one of the cops fluffed his shot and one of the zombies managed to make it around the hedgerow,
As soon as the officer had "popped the weasel", the two of them took up positions to face the new threat.
Things had gone quiet at the house, and the cops were unaware that Brad was now leading the group out to their assistance. They left via the gaping back door, not losing any time removing the temporary barricade at the front door.
(What's Hannah spotted?)
Both cops targeted the single blood thirsty zed, and it fell to their combined shots,
"Not more of 'em!" was the only comment as both officers wearily checked their firearms and prepared to deal with the new threat,
(To quote a recent post from Simon, "It's Clobberin' Time!")
For a few seconds, everyone was just rooted to the spot, not saying a word as the adrenaline levels started to plummet. The silence was broken when one of the cops spoke
"OK, who's going to tell me just what you're doing here in the Johnson's place?"
Then the other cut in
"Is that you Amy? What are you doing here? How come you didn't leave with the rest of the folks in the neighborhood?"
Seeing the inquisitive looks on the faces of the group, Amy explained that a group of families had organized an evacuation convoy heading west, to someplace in California, where there was talk about some kind of safe place or haven. They'd been told what to pack, where they'd be picked up and at what time, but she had to wait for her Pa - he's the local Doctor and he'd gone into town to stock up on medical supplies to take on the trip!
At that point she began sobbing uncontrollably (possibly because of the protracted pun) and was comforted by Hannah. The cops looked at each other with a pained expression on their faces before one of them asked
"Who's in charge here?"
Brad told the others to go and rest up in the house and made his way around the hedge to speak to the officers,
Rep5 Pep4 Sav3 "logical"
Rep4 Pep3 Sav2 "dim"
At this point (Turn 20 would you believe?!), the action phase of the encounter has concluded, and I've decided to include Brad's negotiations with the police as part of the post-game 'admin'. Of course this means the tale is
to be continued.
Oh look - no painted ECW cavalry this post!!