You check the phone

You go over to the phone. Its dead. Perhaps it has been dead for a long time. You put it back in its cradle. Then you hear a sound behind you. You whirl around quickly and a little kid is holding a rifle longer than she is. She blasts it before you get a chance to say anything. The round catches you in the bread basket and it leaves a nasty exit wound on the way out. You are thrown down. Your spine is severed and you are bleeding bad. She fires again, half you foot it ripped away. Again, this one catches you in the head and kills you. She thought you where going to try to attack her like the other adults have.

The End