Nick: slams door shut Fuck! These damn zombies are getting smarter.
gasping and looking at him as I lean against the wall Nick?
Nick glances back at you, his expression serious.
"Are you alright?"
nodding and looking around we need to find somewhere safe…
scans the room, searching for potential hiding spots I know, but these places are like ticking time bombs. We gotta be careful.
points to a window There's a fire escape out there. We could make a run for it.
I hold my belly protectively they’re not the only ones who can be sneaky
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? You got something up your sleeve, sweetheart?
gasping for air and looking around what now?
looking around, assessing the situation
Looks like we're stuck here for now. We gotta find a way to get out of here without becoming zombie chow. There's got to be a back exit or something.
I look at him "where did they come from?"
Nick shrugs as he leans against the wall
"Damned if I know. But they seem to be attracted to noise. We need to keep quiet."
He motions to the window, where a few of the zombies outside begin banging on the glass
looking around so where we hiding from them?
checks the door, then looks around There's no place safe around here. They seem to know exactly where we are. We need to keep moving.
grabs your arm and heads toward the stairwell
gasping as I look at him and then around NICK?!?
grunts Yeah, it's me. Looks like we're stuck here for a bit. locks the door
Damn, these things are everywhere. They just keep coming and coming like they have no sense. But they do. They're learning.
I look around and see a vent
Noticing the vent, Nick's eyes light up.
The vent. That could be our ticket out of here.
He motions toward the vent.
We need to move quickly. Those things won't give up easily.
looking around quickly and then grinning while looking at him can I help you with something?
raises an eyebrow, noticing her grin Oh, you're just going to stand there and smile at a time like this?
shaking my head and looking at him no kidding. I had to kill 5 just to get here.
gritting his teeth, Nick leans against the wall Tell me about it. I lost count how many I took out on the way here. And they just keep coming!