[ CW ] Write yourself into a corner .

We had been running for days, trying to escape, trying to get to Haven, the last known remnants of man kind in this god forsaken waste. There used to be more of us, but now there is only 4 of us, 6 if you count the little kid and myself, but the kid does n't fight. 
 
 We arrived at the final stop. A wall, built to hold back the horrors of the waste, designed to be impenetrable, unless you had the code. Luckily, we did n't need the code, Mac was a genius hacker, he got to work on the control panel, and the door opened slowly. 
 
 Then... they came... 
 
 Demons, in the form of man. Their forms twisted and contorted, looking like more monsters of myth than human. I fired at the nearest one, hitting it dead center of the chest, it was n't a kill shot, but it would slow him down. 
 
 I continued to fire at these monsters, yelling at my companions to get inside the wall. They moved as quick as they could, the demons moved faster. Mac, panicked as they got closer, the door started to close, I grabbed him and threw him inside. Then the doors slammed shut, leaving me alone with these beasts. 
 
 No ammo left in my rifle now, so I draw my machete and let loose a battle cry. If I die tonight, I die fighting.
