"Alright then," Molly said with a shrug. She waited for the blast to past, breathed a bit of relief when the zombie was indeed on her side (she'd still shoot it later, merciful thing to do, after all) and then she looked around the corner and aimed.
Her one bullet in the pilfered gun hit the speaker right between the eyes, Molly helped in her, her arms steadied by the spirits that swirled around her. She then sent the wave of ghosts in after, including the one who had been the previous occupant of the zombie, it's screams given real voice due to how close they were to the land of the living.
"Guess I get you too," she said, reaching out for the energy blaster's soul and putting her hooks in it. She looked the ghost right in the eyes, "Let's make the most of it, eh, boyo?"
She tossed the pistol aside. It looked like she'd be shooting her way out of her, or clearing a path with the dead, the ghosts already cutting through the living like grass.