Manhole part 2

Amber managed with much effort to remove the manhole cover. The strain of which caused her arms to hurt even more than they already did.

The manhole was dark, so dark that Amber couldn't see the bottom. Through the sound of screaming and yelling of the zombies, she couldn't make out the sound of running water. The sewers of the city.

Amber checked her bag to find a light. A torch, matches, anything that would allow her to see how deep the manhole was. But she couldn't find anything.

'Fuck. Must have taken them out of the bag before the attack.' She muttered to herself.

Amber had no way of telling how deep the manhole was. Or had any idea where the sewers would lead. But the zombies would break through soon. So Amber would need to choose quickly.