Sneak up on the apartment.
From Create Your Own Story
You turn the flashlight down towards the floor, trying to give off as little light as possible as you creep along the hall. Once you get closer to the door, you pause when you hear distant gunshots below you in the building. Three quick pops, then silence again. You take a deep breath, steel your nerves, and peek around the doorway of the apartment.
Just inside, laying on the living room carpet, are two bodies, both of their heads blasted out by some sort of firearm. You swallow hard and put your forearm under your nose to stifle your gag reflex, then turn the flashlight away so you don't have to look anymore. Just as you do, you hear a mechanical clicking sound, and feel something cold and hard press into the side of your head.
"Name, motherfucker!" You hear a woman's voice call out. "Quick!"
"I...I...I..."you stumble over your word's realizing there's a gun to a head. "I'm not one of them! Please don't shoot me!"
Someone grabs you by the arm and pulls you into the apartment, shutting the door as you enter. You flick on the flashlight quickly and turn it up to see who it is that has you pinned.
You've seen the girl around the apartments. Eighteen, maybe nineteen years old. Dark chocolate colored skin, big round almond eyes, and thick raspberry lips that take up most of the lower span of her face. Her hair was natural, a thick tuft of curls behind a bandanna wrapped around her forehead. She had the body of an athlete. Lithe figure, long legs, strong arms and shoulders, and hips just wide enough to make you pause and take notice. She wore a slim black t-shirt, and some sort of army cargos tucked into hiking boots, and you couldn't help but notice that she didn't seem to be wearing a bra. Her nipples pressed against-
"Hey!" The girl shouted, waving the gun at you. "Who the fuck are you?"
