Pull the Trigger.

1 Year Later...

Danielle approaches a department store, taking care to be as quiet as possible. Her boots crunching on broken glass and litter, she takes light steps as she firmly grips on her rifle and aims it at the broken windows, canting the weapon to the left so that she can aim better. While still firmly holding the weapon with her left hand on the grip, she reaches her right hand back towards her backpack's side pouch, feeling up a cylindrical tube and yanking it forward while she crunches it under her glove, its glowing green emission lighting up the area in a small patch as she tosses it into the abyssal darkness of the store interior.

Running low on supplies was a common occurrence for Danielle, as the difficulty of living in a city that was ravaged and looted heavily was made worse by the countless hordes of infected women that roamed the city at night. It has been a full year since Danielle escaped from her own home, and over time the infected had seemed to grow a strong weakness against direct sunlight. Ultra Violet lamps were critical to the humans, who constructed temporary safe havens with UV coverage hooked up to DIY generators to survive. It was like the movies and games had predicted all along, except the zombies in this instance were slightly smarter than the average zombie in pop culture.

As the glowstick rolled quietly down the empty aisles, Danielle carefully traced its path with her eyes, finger on the trigger ready to fire.

"Okay, girl." She closed her eyes hard for a brief moment. "You can do this, Dani. You can do this. Yes."

"HEY!" Danielle shouted into the darkness of the department store, while still crouching at the edge of where the sunlight stops that offers a temporary safe haven for her. "DON'T MIND ME." She exclaims as she swings her weapon around.

Silence.. For a few minutes that seemed like dreary hours.

Danielle peeks down at her watch, noting the time. Two hours left until sundown.

"Motherfuckers..." Danielle mutters under her breath.

"Don't you fucking come out on me now." Danielle shakes her head and slowly advances into the darkness, switching on her UV flashlight as she takes cautious steps down the aisle. Nothing but empty rows after rows of shelves. "Of course it's empty, Danielle. What the fuck have you been thinking-"

Clink!

The sound of metal contact startles the girl as she swings her weapon to the right.

"Haaa-" Danielle suddenly moans. "Not right now!!!" She exclaims as she feels a sudden sting in her vagina where she was bitten. "Mmmmnphhf!!" Danielle bites her lips and shrivels her legs up in horniness as she feels the urge to fuck.

"HNNGH!!" Female voices emanate from the source of the sound. "Wo-Woo-WOOOMANNNN?!!"

Multiple footsteps are heard in increasing intensity. Some heeled and some barefoot.

"J-JOIN" The voices continue. "JO-JOIN AND FEFEFEAST OOON MEN."

"M-Might as well give in..." Danielle mutters...