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lubbies:
I hear the scream of the British bloke who went outside.

me-What the hell!

The screams fade and I shiver.

me-Damn it... He could've at least given me his weapons before he died.

My foot now was just a distant throb. My eyelids started to droop and I yawned.

me-I need some sleep.

I curled up in the corner of the room and dozed off.

Tickles:

--- Quote from: WhatThePumpkin on May 19, 2012, 10:46:05 PM ---~Looks around building~

--- End quote ---

3x tails- Critical Failure

The only available entrance seemed to be one broken window, but an unexpected visitor on the inside came up to it and noticed someone talking. It let out a hellish scream, attracting the attention of the group outside, and alerting the members on the inside. The whole area is a zombie hotzone.

(Al post)

Al heard the sound of screaming and mauling. He ran upstairs to see what happened and noticed someone was missing.

Dammit, why do people try to be brave?

He went up to the roof and heard the horde down below, probably attracted by the screams.

I should make this area a little safer, so no one falls off again.

He went back downstairs to see if he had anything to make a protective barrier on the roof, and found some boards in the back closet he was yet to use. He grabbed a couple, since they were pretty big and kind of heavy, and proceeded to to the roof.

If anyone is still awake, they are free to come and help. Grab a hammer and some nails and head to the roof. Going to be making a few trips from the workshop to the roof.

He climbed the stairs and set the boards down, then started to eye out how the barrier would work.

lubbies:
I opened my eyes and stood up, the building was deserted and I could hear faint growls. Al walks up the stairs but he has a big chomp out of his neck. He walks slowly towards me with a hunger on his face. Every step he made creaked on the floor.

me-S-stay b-back...

He kept moving forward.

me-Please no.

He lets out a scream and charges towards me.

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 I jolt up,

me-NO!

I look around and realise it was a nightmare. I felt my palms, they were sweating.

me-I think I'll stay up.

Mr. Fox:
I turn down a street, and shocker there are some zombies. From the way they are all bent over a single area I am pretty sure they are eating a fresh kill, maybe even that emo kid. I limp as quietly as I can past them, but even when I kick a bottle they don't move from their meal. A few yards ahead I can see an open area that is just welcoming me to walk to my death, lord know how many zombies are waiting for me in there. Regardless of the danger I walk towards it, I need to get my barrings.

As I get closer I realize that there is a barricade of cars leading to the left. Foolishly I decide to climb it, what the hell I figure, at least I will know where I am; and I might be able to find some shelter. As I get to the very top I look around, and not surpirzingly I see nothing but darkness. I look around and feel an overwhelming sense of hopelessness, "Guess this is the end for me. Never thought I would die like this, hopeless." I start to climb down and a single glimmer of light catches my eye. I look in it's direction and nothing, damn mind playing tricks on me. I get back to the ground, I turn away from the light I saw, but then decide to walk towards it; what harm can come from curisoty? I'm dead already.

Tickles:
@Fox

Little did the old man know, he was heading straight for the firehouse, which is currently locked. No zombies are near it though, so it would be safe to assume that no noise can draw any near.

(Al)

Al set up the two boards beside the entrance the rope made. He went back downstairs to grab more, and noticed no one took him on his offer. It didn't matter, he probably could finish it faster without them. He grabbed a large stack of boards and went upstairs to create a railing to surround the top of the roof, to prevent any more accidental falls.

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