Laura

> *"This is gonna hurt."*
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Laura is a Predator Survivor and STR Type Warrior, who has the potential to be promoted to Mythical Grade.

## Background

“Renee, are you sure you know where you're going?”
Renee laughed.
“Of course! There's a building up ahead! I discovered it the other day. It was completely empty. No walkers anywhere to be seen!”
Laura groaned under her breath. There was no stopping Renee when she got this way.
“It should be around here somewhere... Aha! There it is!”
Pointing triumphantly to a red scarf tied to a low branch, Renee dove into the bushes next to it, pulling Laura behind her.
“Come on! I have a good feeling about this place. It's probably packed with useful stuff. I just know I'm going to find something good.”
Exhausted, Laura allowed herself to be dragged along.
“Like what?”
“Who knows? But I’ll know it when I see it. Here we are!”
They stood in front of a neat two-story building. Renee marched straight inside, but Laura hesitated, frowning warily as she approached the front door. Something bumped her toe. It was the building sign.
“Sheriff’s Office.”
Maybe they'd find something useful inside after all. Laura started to look around. Everything looked mostly untouched. One of the rooms had a desk, and on the desk...
“Cigarettes!”
She counted seventeen cigarettes still in the pack. She shook one out, put it to her lips, and snatched up the metal lighter nearby. Just as she was about to light the cigarette, Renee grabbed her elbow and dragged her out of the room. Laura shoved the cigarette back into the pack.
“What do you want?”
“I found something!”
“Good for you. Show me later.”
Renee dragged Laura to a weapons locker secured by a chain lock. Through the bars, they could see a silver long barrel revolver. Before Renee could say a word, Laura shook her head.
“No.”
Just as she expected, Renee wanted to shoot off the lock. Not only would the shot attract the dead, but Laura suspected that the locker had an additional security system. This didn't deter Renee, and she continued to argue her case. Finally, Laura cut her off.
“Fine, fine. I'll think about it while I have a smoke outside. Just stay here, and don't do anything stupid. Got it?”
Startled to hear so many words come out of Laura's mouth, Renee nodded.
Laura practically ran down to the first floor, pulling out a cigarette on the way. She lit it almost before she had made it out of the front door. She inhaled deeply, burning through half of the cigarette in one pull. She grinned as she exhaled. Just then, a loud alarm blared from the building. Flinging the cigarette to the ground, Laura sprinted back upstairs. She found Renee crouched in front of the locker with her mouth agape. At her feet, the top half of a walker, dressed in a sheriff’s uniform, lay motionless with bolt cutters embedded in its head. From the tracks on the floor, it appeared to have crawled out from the adjacent room. As Laura followed the trail, she saw a mix of putrid and fresh blood running down Renee's ankle. In the other room, she found a device that shut off the alarm. Renee started talking as soon as Laura returned.
“I was checking the other room and found bolt cutters up on the shelf. I got so excited, I didn't check the rest of the room. The cutters weren't working that well... I guess I got carried away... I didn't hear him come up behind me. I jumped a mile and must have touched something—and then the alarm went off...”
Just as Laura had suspected, the chain lock had been a diversion, and the locker had an additional security system. She was lucky to have been able to shut off the alarm so quickly. However, her relief was short-lived, and a chill went through her body as she spied a swarm of walkers approaching the building. Laura and Renee rushed downstairs, but the entrance was already blocked by the dead. Without hesitation, Laura pulled the dagger from her waist and slashed Renee’s neck. Caught off guard, Renee glared at her attacker and opened her mouth, trying to speak. Laura knew Renee was cursing her.
“Sorry. You got bit.” One mistake got you killed in this world. Laura thought perhaps she should say thank you for being useful to her one last time. But by then, Renee was already gone.
Laura shoved Renee away from the door, and the dead rushed to her fallen body, opening a path out. Stabbing the last walker in her way, she ran until she spotted Renee's red scarf and made it back onto the trail down the hill. Still panting, Laura lit a cigarette and took a deep, shaky breath. As the smoke flooded her lungs, she waited for calm, but all she tasted was bitterness.

## Skills

 61 | Hostility | Reduces the Energy of her attacker by 80. The enemy takes this effect up to 4 times for 10 sec.

## Recommended Gear

Laura is a decent Survivor for the Alignment Defense and PvP. It's recommended to leave her Personal Gear below level 10 or max it out and give her the Asyl's Best Shoes or Asyl's Best Helmet as Special Gear.