Survivor's Haven

Running down the street you look back and see the 5 or 6 zombies chasing you down. Your lungs are on fire. You flip open the barrel of your .357 to see 6 empty chambers staring back at you. You drop the useless gun and keep running. All hope is lost now. That Mort guy said there was a survivor's safehouse in this town. You've seen nothing so far. Suddenly a door opens to the right. A shadowy figure steps out and raises the biggest ass gun you've ever seen. Looks like a Desert Eagle with a huge extended clip. Without warning he starts firing. Bullets whiz by your head as you drop to the ground and cover your head. About 30 seconds later the shots stop. A huge ringing remains in your head. "Am I dead?" goes through your head for a second before a boot touches your sleeve. You look up to see the man with the gun. He was black, bald, dressed in a harp tux with a mint green tie and a fedora with green trim. You can still hardly hear a thing.
"Why hello," He said in a southern drawl "Care to come inside? Treat yourself to some fresh clothes and your pick from the armory." He asked motioning to the hotel behind him with his gun.

The hotel was about 5 stories, and most of windows with steel shutters over them.

"Better hurry now," He said with a smile "Those shots probably drew more attention than we need."
With that he turned and walked into the building. After a few seconds you hear something and run in, leaving the bloody, body littered street behind you.


Aight you don't have to use that whole story line just kinda setting it out. Basically make a character for this hotel place that's basically completely protected and impenetrable. It's in the middle of a town on the outskirts of Dallas, Texas, near some country, near some city.
Basically you can do what you want, eventually the hotel might fall but it's good for now.