While playing ZP, this actually happened to me. And I swear it was worth to be a movie.
'I changed the names because I can't remember their names.. hah. and they were gay'

Five shots, right into the head.
"Another one bites the dust" I mumble
Static fires up through the intercom
"Zzzt, Hey depressed how you hanging down der'?"
"Just got the last one that ran away, how you guys doing?"
"Well, Steven is lagging like ass and he is running around the... oh nevermind he just fell out the window"
"Well Shit, how many are of us left?"
"About 5, Helena is checking out the storeroom"
"Yeah ok, I'm on my way back.. don't do anything stupid"

So I began my walk through complete unknown.. I had no clue if a zombie was around the corner. Would I have enough ammo to blow his head off? Or would I run dry? Would I be able to hold my own agaisnt one? Or would I panic throwing everything to the ground? I was contemplating this, until I relized...
"Oh damn, I'm already at the outpost"
The outpost was a apartment building, the elevator was glitched jammed with a pistol so if a zombie called it down... it wouldn't show up., Leading the zombie up the ladder shaft and there we could funnel it and finish the job. There was also a good lookout where we could see the transport truck below. The perfect place...I just walked right around the corner, and heard someone panic... shit...
I run to the scene, but keep my distant. A swarm of zombies... it wasn't even considered a horde... there was, to many to count. Right outside the outpost door... I didn't want to be seen so I ran to the corner, and kept peeking from there. The zombies ran right inside. The radio crackled...
"Holy motherfucking..."
Then human remains started to fly outside the apartment doors... damn it they got helena.
More gunfire, more screaming... I heard panic from the rooftops. I look up, and two other fellow men... Jumped right off the balcony and landed on the truck, killing themselves. Then there was nothing, but more zombies... I decided, there was probably more survivors... in hiding. I ran right into the front, loaded up my shotgun.. I was going in guns ablazing. I reloaded the shotgun, pumped it once. They all heard me... Each zombie was staring right at me... for about 5-6 secounds.. there was no moving.. all they did was stare. From the rooftops, they all stared down upon me...
"Fuck..."
Then the server crashed... yeah.. it sucked...
Sorry if the story telling is pretty bad..
thanks again

Haha, nice story. Might dl ZP again to remember the old times