Ellis actually has the decency to look as disgusted as he feels. Like shit, they have guns now? Because that would be too fucking easy to fight. Come on! Ellis can’t even get a plan into place before he actually starts to panic. Where the fuck did he actually end up stumbling into, because he really doesn’t think he’s going to make it out of this alive.
The group that had Ellis cornered was... they weren’t what he would think of the living dead. They didn’t look the same as the freaks outside he was killing. It made the hick nervous, worried really-- “Shit” Ellis grits out loudly as the wall finally hits his back. The group has him cornered quicker than he has a plan. That would be the end of him. He’s so sure of it.
He hears the gunshot, the same moment he smells the gunpowder. He doesn’t feel the shot, but sees the woman in front of him take a step back. When....?
Ellis is lost, but he raises his gun. If she was standing in front of him, that meant she was on his side. He pulls the trigger, a bullet flying into the head of an unlucky fucker to his left. He hears the crack to his right, watches the woman sucker punch one of the freaks before his eyes find an open door.
He doesn’t need to be told twice. He yanks the woman’s arm, pulling her towards the exit. “Girl, dunno where yew came from but we’re running” He announces to her, trying to make her move.
