Kath sat quietly on the bench. she'd been here for a month now. food rotted and canned goods dissappeared from shelves. there were others in the city, she had to find someone. she had seen her last fellow human just a few weeks ago, and already missed her severely. she sat quietly, gun in hand and smelling used. she shot "it" a few times then let it crawl away. she sat badly shaken, wondering if the thing was okay.