Sydney looked through every cupboard in the little suburban house. She had found some cans but other than that there wasn't much food she could take with her. She was grateful for just the slightest food, though,
 The sudden sound of someone yelling made Sydney freeze. That was definitely not a zombie. Could it really be survivors? She slowly closed the cupboard she was standing in front of and listened carefully. Yes, the voices definitely belonged to humans. 
 Sydney took her bag and rifle that she had dumped on the kitchen table and walked out to the hallway. She stood in front of the front door for a few seconds, wondering if she really should go outside. She had no idea who these people were or how many they were. But with her rifle in her hands, she carefully opened the door and looked outside. Down the street she spotted a van and a few survivors. 
 Sydney pushed the door open with her shoulder and stepped out on the porch, then she walked down the stairs and out onto the street where she stopped, her face facing the van and survivors down the street.