she waited behind a rock wall and saw when a group of survivors run down the road, then she continued inside the house. it was dark and full of boxes and other things that was placed on top of each other in this crowded storingroom. she started to regret taking this backway inside instead of storming the front door. she made her way past some boxes and tried to se the way infront of her in the dark.

suddently her legs got weak and she was o her way of collapsing. her head was paunding with pain and she lost her breath. a hand took a hard grip of her arm, the right one so a sting of pain stung from her shot wound. she tried to focus and get control of her muscles. when she opened her eyes her vision was blured but as she was forsed backwards she could make out the form of the soldier who had hit her.

her conclution by the force of the hit she'd gotten he had used his gun but for some reason he'd decided not to shoot her. she was greatful because that ment she still had time to fight back. she was almost blind, and was having drubble even before the hit. lucky for her ther was a stråle of light comming from the left and when the soldier striked width a knife the blade glimma and she automaticly higtend her hands and beraly stoped the knife from percig her troat.

she held her hands around the soldiers and used all streangh se could master do keep the knife away from her. she closed her eyes and focused compleatly on her arms but felt the muscles shaking and the knife getting closer. she stod flatly against a wall and tried to get further fom the kvifeblade but suddently felt it peirse her skin and she stope beathing, afraid of making a hole in her struprör. thinking as fast as she could, only managing b knowing she had to, she put her left foot against the wall and let go of the soldiers hand with one f hers. moving with all hurry she fumbely got hols of the knife against her vad and striked it in the soldiers chest.

stepping back in suprise and then falling over dead, the soldier let go of her and width that she was sitting on the floor. she had no contact with her legs but in the moment that was uninportant. she wa shaking and her ead was pounding width pain. she breathed fast and felt how some of the air escaped trough her trought. blood was slipparing down her cheek and more than ever she felt like laying down and give up. but what then was the point of fighting the soldier just now? if it didn't matter for the outcome than it was better to keep on as long as she could.
she saw no need to bother herself width trying to stop the bleeding but wiped the blood on her eye width her sweather until she could hold it opened whitout being to bothered.
she shakenly got on her feet and felt dizzy holding her head up.making sure her gun as in order and taking the knife and puting it back in her shoe she tried walking in a straight line trough the door. falling against the tröskel she balanced herself again andkept going.