Leah watched as the man began his climb before making her way through the hole in the fence, finding it fairly easy to pass through thanks to her size. When she reached the other side however, she found herself standing behind a crouched walker which seemed to be digging through the midsection of a dead dog. She froze up for a moment, having not expected one to be there as she'd passed through here earlier to find it was empty. Silently she crept forwards, pulling out her screwdriver as she approached before raising it above her head ready to strike, focusing all her attention on keeping as quiet as possible while she moved. Unfortunately she hadn't noticed the stick, having gotten halfway before her foot pressed down it, causing it to snap in half which caused the walker to stop for a moment. Leah stopped dead as her heart raced, simply waiting a moment before the walker continued to feed on the canines corpse, allowing Leah to continue moving forwards before she plunged the screwdriver into the back of it's head. The walker let out a fading growl as it slumped forwards over the dead dog's body leaving Leah who exhaled deeply, apparently she'd been holding her breath without realizing. When the man had finally jumped over she'd remained quiet as he checked his bag, taking a quick look around before looking up at him again as he confirmed his things were ok. She nodded and began to move forwards again.
Ten minutes latter they found themselves outside of a house, standing in the back garden. The windows and doors were heavily fortified with planks of wood and although scratch marks could be seen from where walkers had attempted to claw their way in, it seemed the place held up pretty well. "This is it" she said before quickly jogging to a large create on the porch which thanks to the drag marks next to it, had clearly and recently been moved. Leah moved behind the create before she began to push it, using her full body to move it as she pushed it all the way to the front door, struggling only a little. She then climbed on top of it, pulling out her screwdriver again which she jammed under one of the wooden planks which laid over the top part of the door, where the stained glass of the door had once been. She placed the wooden plank on the create by her feet before she put her screwdriver away, jumping up and squeezing herself through the gap in the top of the door. A few minutes latter the door would swing open and Leah would walk out, once again pushing the create back to where it had been before. "Come on in cowboy, before it get's dark" she said jokingly as she entered the building.
Inside was what you would expect from just about any abandoned house: mess, dirt, rubbish and the occasional blood stain. There were a few things that were evidence of Leah too, such as food wrappers and a small den in the corner made from many different blankets which she'd obviously been sleeping on. It was a sad sight really, the room was dark and dirty and although it seemed it had been keeping Leah safe, it was hard to imagine spending time here alone. There were some maps of the city by the blankets as well as a single can of food which she'd brought back from her last scavenge. "It looks worse than it is..." Leah lied before she made her way over to where her blankets laid, taking off her bag before setting it down. She pulled out the food she'd scavenged from today, putting it with the other can before tossing it into the corner. She then took out her gun, which the man would now be seeing for the first time, placing it down next to her screwdriver.