Shoot the woman now.

From Create Your Own Story

You don't want hear what this twisted woman has to say. You know she openly admitted to murder and that can't be excused. You level the shotgun with her chest, take a deep breath, and pull the trigger. She screams ghastly as you do, raising her hands and wincing as the shotgun blasts a hole through her chest, the couch, and out the back, spattering bits of her and expensive looking leather across the carpet behind.

Then, there is only silence as the shotgun spins on the carpet and finally falls limp. You check to see if the shotgun needs pumping, like in the movies, and find that it doesn't. You turn it over to survey the weapon, and as you do, you hear something beating against the door. Quickly, you turn and raise the shotgun, and the front window explodes inwards in a rain of glass and wooden bits as a large rock crashes through. You pull the trigger and send a blast through the front door and then turn to face the window. A singular man climbs through, his face and arms covered by sores, and his body barely covered with any clothing at all. In his right hand is a long and dangerous looking hunting knife, and you point the shotgun and pull the trigger. There's nothing but a click, and you realize the shotgun is empty too late.

The man is on you, and not long after he's driven you to the floor do three more come through the window. They go to work on your body and face with knives and pieces of glass, and you die both painfully and slowly, not long after you realize the initial shotgun blast must have attracted them.