[ CW ] Write yourself into a corner .

She stared at the computer screen in horror. Why had n't they listened. She was their voice of reason. They had survived worse, but now they were all dead. Speaking of dead those monsters beat on the door. It would give soon. There were about fifty of them in total. She pushed her wheelchair back into the far corner where she could see the door. Picking up a shotgun on the way. If she was going to die she was going to take some of them with her. Six shots was all she had. The door finally gave way and they swarmed in. Hot tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. 
 
 BANG! 
 
 She killed the one who had broken through the door first. 
 
 BANG! 
 
 Her shot went through three in a row. 
 
 BANG! 
 
 Right through the head of another. If it were a video game she would get a decent score before losing. 
 
 BANG! 
 
 Another bullet the gut of one running toward her and ran through to hit another. 
 
 BANG! 
 
 She shot a big one. The tears finally fell as she realized here was one bullet left. There were just too many of them. Her eyes hardened as she put the gun to her own chin. 
 
 BANG!
