Walk Down The Alleyway

Renée looked up at the decaying Walmart sign that towered above her. Her gaze shifted to the alleyway leading down the side of the store. Carefully she wandered over towards the passageway before creeping warily down it. To her relief, there was not a single Futa in sight. Her eyes darted over the fleet of six abandoned trucks sat a few inches from the loading bay.

Not wanting to attract any unwanted attention Renée moved forward towards the first truck. It loomed menacingly above her, she walked ahead towards the cabin and noticed that the door was slightly opened. Reaching forward she grabbed the handle and opened the door fully, once she knew the cabin was clear she clambered inside. Once inside she desperately began to rummage through its glovebox for anything useful.

After a few minutes she came across the inventory list for the truck she was in, her eyes darted down the list as she crossed out the perishable items and highlighted the canned goods. Renée's eyes quickly flashed back and forth across the loading bay pre-emptively, before trusting her instincts and leaving the vehicle. Instinctively she slammed the cab door before realising what she had done.

Coming to a complete stop, Renée could feel her heart pounding in her chest. In the distance, she could hear a can roll across the open tarmac. Panicking she ran down the side of the truck and started to open the back doors. Looking back she could see a pack of Futa's emerging from the alleyway with wild lust burning in their eyes as they started sprinting towards her.

Renée eagerly pulled the door, gasping in relief as the heavy door swung open. Desperately wanting to escape her predicament she eased herself up into the apparent safety of the truck. The last thing she saw was the Futa's crazed eyes as she swung the door shut and sealed herself inside. Renée backed away from the door as a loud banging started, as the infected mob tried to get in.

Turning away from the door, she saw pallets laden with different types of food surrounding her. Her eyes widened briefly with joy upon seeing such a surplus of food at her disposal. Until reality came bounding back as she heard a low guttural moan a few paces in front of her. Renée stepped calmly forward as she thought to herself "It's okay don't panic, your minds just playing tricks on you".

The guttural moans continued as she moved forward...