[ WP ] Woke up in a dumpster

My eyes flicked open to the dim space i was laying in. 
 The decaying food made for a soft, albeit squishy, bed and I was reluctant to leave. I had gotten used to the smell a few weeks ago. Occaisionally the maggots would gross me out, but desperation is desperation. The trash is the only thing keeping my scent concealed from.... Them. 
 I do n't know where they came from. Just that one day there they were. Four legged blind creatures, they hunted us by smell. They were faster, stronger, and more cunning than most of the populace. Theyre skin was thick, not quite armored, but enough that by the time you were done killing one, the gunshots had brought three more. Hand weapons had quicklt become the norm. 
 I dont know how many of us are left. I looked beside me to the weapon I came to fancy, a baseball bat with a machete bolted into it. Grabbing onto its smooth handle reassured me. I crawled out of the dumpster and started walking down the alleyway the sun was shining and it was a nice 70 ish. Minus the smell of smoke and blood, it was paradise. A snarl stopped me in my tracks, I whipped around raising my bat to swing as the creature pounced. Another day in paradise.
