31 Survivors
"Huff… huff… huff…" Kang Xue wipes the sweats on her forehead. The sweat was mixed with blood, the blood of the zombies she had killed. While trying to stabilize her breathing, she scanned the surroundings with an unbelievably look on her face.
The cafeteria of the first-floor dormitory was now clear from the zombie. On top of that, more than half of the zombies were killed by her. Blood dripped from the blade of the scythe, one drop after another.
Amidst the messed up cafeteria, there was a man with a big battle-ax that rested on his shoulder walking toward the kitchen. The man opened the fridge, taking out a bottle of juice. He did not immediately open the bottle but scanned the bottle first, she guessed he was checking the expiration date.
After stabilizing her breathing, she walked toward the kitchen as well. She sat on the half-destroyed counter, "Can I get a bottle too?" Looking at the man gulping a bottle of juice, she asked for one as well.