A dilemma

The three girls entered the atrium of the house, paintball guns armed and ready. Sam took point with Cori and Piper fanning out behind her.

“Looks like the atrium is clear” said Piper in a low voice. “That’s good, how embarrassing would it be to get caught in the first room?”

“Makes sense. The guys know we’ll be ready at the start, they’ll wait until we are disoriented and the original adrenaline has worn off” contributed Sam.

“Oh like you know. Wouldn’t horndogs just want to get their dicks wet as soon as possible?” replied Cori.

“Fair” said Sam.

Several open doors lead from the atrium. The central one lead to a balcony above a large hall, and the others lead off into the wings.

“I vote we go straight. With the open space we’re less likely to get ambushed or cornered in a tight space” Said Cori.

“Heh. Tight space. Sounds good, lead on” said Sam.

The three went through the central door with Piper backpedaling to prevent them from being taken from behind. She tried to come up with a line about being taken from behind, but with her adrenaline pumping she couldn’t quite make it work.

The girls kept low, using the railing of the balcony as cover. Two staircases lead down from the balcony to a large dining room.

Two girls in red tops and black skirts were walking through the dining room. As Cori, Sam and Piper watched a guy in a zombie mask quietly crawled out from under the large central table. The girls down below clearly didn’t notice as he began to creep up behind them.

Sam raised her paintball gun and took aim at the zombie, before Piper pushed her gun down. “Wait. If we intervene we’ll give away our position. And either way it’ll be one less guy to worry about.”

Sam hesitated: “but are we really going to just let this happen?”