Walk right up to the nearest part of the fence
From Create Your Own Story
"No need to tire ourselves out, Ana," you say. "Let's just walk up to the fence."
Annabelle looks uncertain, but finally nods. "I hope you're right about this, Rina."
The two of you walk slowly and calmly towards the fence. When a soldier notices you, you raise your hands. Annabelle, right behind you, does the same.
The soldier, joined by several of his comrades, motions you forward. When you get to the fence, you explain your situation. The soldier frowns. "I can see you're not infected, but we have limited space and supplies in here. We can't carry passengers."
"We're not passengers," you say. "I'm well-trained with weapons, and I can help you guard this place. My friend here is a registered nurse. We can be useful."
"Yes," adds Annabelle. "Here are my credentials."
The soldier looks like he's considering it. He confers with his comrades, then speaks something in a low voice into his walkie-talkie.
"All right," he says to you. "If you're as good as you say you are, we can let you both in. But we need to give you a test first." He points.
Something is shuffling across the grass towards the fence. As it gets closer, you can see that it's a zombie. A small zombie, that was once a little girl. The soldier motions for you to take it out.
You load a bolt into your crossbow and take careful aim. Then you fire through a gap in the fence, the bolt hitting true and slamming into the little zombie-girl's forehead, turning the undead dead again. You keep your face expressionless as you look at the soldiers.
"Good work. Some people can't get it through their heads that zombies are zombies, child-sized or not. That was as much a test of your will as your marksmanship, or markswomanship. Congratulations."
A small gate is unlocked and you and Annabelle are led inside. You are introduced to the commander, a middle-aged man named Colonel Gray. He assigns the two of you a place to sleep, then sends Annabelle to the makeshift hospital to meet the doctor. Colonel Gray then looks at you closely.
"My men tell me you're a good shot, Marina. Would you like to help patrol the perimeter? Or would you rather join the security team in our laboratory?"
| Status | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Crossbow, pistol |
| MP | # | |
| Level | # | |
