#2

After running for a while, the group came to a slow stop as they noticed the woods begin to thin out. Less shrubs and the trees becoming more spread out. "We're near a highway...." Scarlett spoke quietly as the group edged forwards. 

"Not exactly a highway," Samantha walked in front of the group and stopped, a smile forming on her face. "A town. I think this is Wheaton." 

The sisters both took out their silent weapons, knowing that danger could be lurking around any corner but not wanting to cause a scene with too much sound. "That one over there. It has a balcony." Samantha gestured at a two story house a few yards away. "Scarlett and I can sneak in through the top while you two go in through the first floor and then we all move in to the basement. This way we work from top to bottom and get things done faster." 

Without waiting for an argument or an opinion from the others, the twins began walking to the house. 

"Where's your jacket?" Scarlett spoke quietly to Samantha as they walked towards the house, her eyes scanning the area around them. "It got burnt at the cabin. Not a big deal though. I'll just find a new one." Samantha smiled at her sister shrugged her weapon over her shoulder, onto her back. "Lead the way." 

Scarlett nodded and sheathed her machete as she sized up the balcony. With a quick peek through the windows and giving Sam an all clear, she quickly stepped on to the top of the railing and jumped enough to be able to grab on to a beam on the balcony. Thankful for her many years in gymnastics, she lifted the lower half of her body as if she were flagging and gracefully brought it up and stepped on the edge of the balcony. After jumping over it and checking through the windows there, she set herself down on her stomach and reached down for Samantha. 

Not caring about gracefulness, Samantha simply took a running starting and used the railing to boost her leap. She managed to get one hand on a wooden beam and her sister caught her other hand. "Come on." With a bit of a struggle, Samantha found herself on the balcony shortly after her sister. 

"That's going to leave a bruise." She grimaced and took a look inside the window. "Here." She took two bobby pins from where they pinned her bun together and held them out for Scarlett. "The door's open, dumbass." Scarlett pointed to the slightly cracked door and rolled her eyes as she took out her blade. Samantha did the same with her weapon and they quietly moved in, covering each other's backs. 

It seemed too good to be true as they cleared the first room. No walkers and no humans, nor were there dead bodies. The room seemed to be untouched. Taking advantage that they were alone for a bit, Samantha decided to let Scarlett know why she decided to travel with the strangers in the first place. "We're only sticking with them for a while." She whispered to Scarlett, catching her off guard. "He knows his medicine. If we stay long enough to where they have enough supplies to help us keep living, we can take them. As soon as shit hits the fan, we leave with the stuff." Scarlett looked beyond surprised and confused as she heard her sister talk. "Sam, they let us come with them. You saved his life.... There's a child involved now. You may want to leave them but I don't. I feel like they'll be good to us." Samantha shook her head. She knew her sister wouldn't understand but there was logic behind her madness. At least in her head. "We'll see when the time comes."

Samantha was the first to the door. She positioned herself ready for it to be opened by her sister and took in a deep breath, which was a huge mistake. She gagged immediately as the smell of rotting flesh filled her nose and lungs. "He's on the other side." Once she got it out of her system, Scarlett opened the door and Samantha went to work. Loading one after the other, the arrows went straight into the back of the walkers' heads. Samantha quietly crept to the next room, while Scarlett cleared the other side of the second floor.