Zombie Drabble #72 “Four Stars”

Once he found a master key on what was left of the manager, he started going room to room. Most were in disarray. Some were still occupied. Those doors he shut as quickly and quietly as possible, before the zombies could wake completely from dormancy.

207 was empty, bed made, clean. If only the shower and toilet still worked…

He propped a chair against the door handle, just in case. His shotgun slept on one queen bed while he took the other. In an emergency he could climb down from the balcony, escape on foot, come back for the car.

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