@fireversed // starter call.
she’d been out of grady for about an hour now, and she’s sure she hasn’t stopped running. she’d been sprinting for as long as she could, and once she couldn’t sprint any longer she just slowed to a less intense jog. she’s sure that stopping means death; either officers from grady would catch up to her, or walkers would. she only had her surroundings as resources to survive, but considering that she’s only been free for an hour, she hasn’t had to do all that much. she’d used a gun to get out of grady, but soon enough she’d run out of bullets. she’s got it tucked into her pants, though, just in case she came across any survivors that seemed hostile. she’s constantly looking behind herself, always sure that someone from grady had been following her. perhaps she should’ve been paying more attention to the things going on in front of her, ‘cause she doesn’t see the other person at all. she collides with them at full speed, sending her tumbling to the ground. instinctively she pulls out the ammo-less gun, pointing it at the other and thinking that it’d be enough to survive the situation. except that only moments after their eyes meet she accidentally pulls the trigger while trying to reposition herself, leading to an awkward smile as it becomes clear that the gun has no ammo in it.