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As they entered the building and the doors closed behind them, a sense of safety overwhelmed the little boy, who promptly dropped the weapon he was holding before he took off and ran into one of the rooms. The sense of safety was rather false, given that the doors opened automatically and would probably open for a zombie too but to the boy that didn't matter. All he could think of was how he'd fallen on the campus grounds a few months prior to that day, and how he'd been carried inside this very building and taken care of.
Due to being familiar with the place, he ran into the first aid practice room and climbed on one of the beds, where he decided to let himself fall down upon the soft sheets and pull the pillow underneath his head. Whether or not the scary man followed wasn't a concern to him and if he did, the boy hoped that he'd allow for him to rest a little as his little legs were quite tired from all the walking and running they had done. Overall, he missed his family and his brother, but being here made that a little better.
Elias Kincaid
Reaper followed after the child shouting for him to wait but his words fell on deaf ears as he watched him hop onto one of the beds “Feels pretty good having a somewhat safe place now huh kid?” With those words escaping his mouth he’d reach up and pulled down the hood on his poncho revealing the rest of his now visible helmet which showed signs of wear and several damaged spots. He’d reach around the helmet and undo the latches that held it snug against his head and pulled it off revealing a rather rugged and worn face with a head full of jet black hair and one large gash that had been stapled shut on the right side of his face “At some point in time, We’ll go check the cafeteria for food and give some of these rooms a sweep and see if we can’t find anything of use, Whatta ya say kid?” He’d let out a hearty laugh “But first we take ourselves a long deserved rest.” He’d drop the back on the floor and prop his rifle and shotgun and his makeshift axe next to the vacant bed on the other side of the room.
Alan
Alan carefully approached the medical building. Doing his best to be quiet he'd slip the door open and creep inside. He kept his pocket knife firmly clasped in his only hand as he swept his gaze across reception in front of him. The eerie silence left him feeling unsettled moving deeper into the office. Missing an arm certainly left him at a deep disadvantage to anyone he may encounter. He kept low to the ground and moved into the first aid room and began to rifle through any drawer or cabinet he could find. While any medical supplies were a welcome sight he was dead set on finding any sort of mind numbing substance he could get his hand on. Clumsy as he was he'd end up knocking over several items causing a loud crash on the floor. With haste he'd scurry under one of the beds and hold his breath. He expected to hear footsteps his direction any moment now. Whether they were dead or alive was another question.
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The child watched as his company pulled down the hood of his poncho and took off the helmet, his gaze fixating on the jet black hair that was now freed. It then roamed to look at the man's face, the staples drawing his attention. Even though he was curious, he didn't ask and he grabbed onto the blanket on the bed, pulling it over him a little. It was no wonder he was sleepy, he hadn't manage to sleep a lot the night before and now that the adrenaline of the situation was leaving him there was only drowsiness left.
"Mmmhm.. Food sounds good. Cookies... Good cookies..." He claimed, his eyes almost closing as he smacked his lips and could nearly imagine the taste. As reaper proceeded to talk about the long deserved rest, he nodded slowly but started to drift away already. Scary man or not, for now his thoughts were filled with sleep and cookies.
Those thoughts were disturbed quickly as he heard the automatic doors that reopened and the footsteps that headed in their direction. He didn't have much time to think, nor did he really have time to react before a man moved into the room unannounced and went through drawers and cabinets. The loud crash caused for the little boy to sit up, and tears appeared in his eyes when he saw that the man had lost an arm. Those tears rapidly ran down his cheeks and he let out a sob, backing up on the bed against the wall even though the man went to hide under another bed.
"A-are you going to... h-hurt us?" He asked in shaky and scared voice, the voice laced with the innocence of a typical nine year old.
Elias Kincaid
Elias whipped the pistol from its holster as he shot upright and aimed directly at the mans face “You have about ten seconds before we start painting the walls with your brains.” His voice sounding so cold and bitter as he was throughly aggravated after him and the child had endured their own equal amounts of the journey to get here “Me and the kid are trying to get some much deserved...and needed rest.” He’d take notice to the knife though “What exactly did you plan to do with that..poke me to death until you got what you wanted huh?” He’d motion his pistol to the floor “Drop the knife or I will without a single second of hesitation shoot.”
Alan
Alan quickly turned his gaze to the startled duo just a few feet away from him. Just his blind luck that he'd have not even noticed them. Slowly he'd drag himself from under the bed. The knife was left behind as he emerged and crawled up onto rest on his knees. "Yeah, and I'm trying to find some fucking medicine. You think you're the only one who needs or deserves some rest?" His eyes were locked on the gun and refusing to look anywhere else. A grown painted his face as he was ribbed for having the pocket knife. "I've gotta have fucking something?!" He began to raise his voice to a much louder volume. "For fucks sake I'm missing a goddamn arm and you somehow have the nerve to.....to......chastise me for it?!" He huffed loudly, debating on whether to get up and charge the gun and get sweet relief from this nightmare they were all plunged in to. Or likely, he'd end up staying put right where he was on the floor. Body frozen in fear.
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The boy felt a little bit better as he noticed that Elias still had his pistol near him. In fact, he was able to aim at the intruder within seconds and it seemed to calm the boy down. As things were, Elias was no longer the scary man and there was a new scary man around. One that wasn't quite so kind it appeared, as instead of backing down he started cussing.
Given that the man was no longer looking at him and had all of his attention on the pistol, he did the only thing that came to the boy's mind in terms of possibly helping and grabbed his pillow, throwing it at the back of this man's head with all his might while the man raised his voice to a much louder volume. His throw was accompanied by a sound that resembled the roar of a cartoon dinosaur that he liked to watch on tv, but as his aim wasn't the best it would take the man standing still to actually hit it's target.
Elias Kincaid
“Elias kneeled down place if the barrel of his pistol inches from the mans face* “You blindly wandering around here almost got you killed, give me one solids reason I should put you down.” His grip would tighten on the pistol “Also what the fuck ripped your arm off? Was it something absolutely huge?”
Alan
Alan narrowed his eyes and eventually flinched when the barrel of the gun was drawn nearer to his face. A long sigh escaped him. "What, so you own this building? You're not trespassing here too?" The comment about his arm made his eye twitch. "First of all it's none of your fucking business. Go ahead and put me down tough guy. Doing us all a fucking favor." He snapped back. "I've got nothing for ya, unless you're really hard up for my knife. I just want my to find some meds and get the fuck out of here."
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The pillow didn't quite make it to it's target and ended up hitting the floor not too far from the bed he was sitting on. While his throwing hadn't been hard to get it to fly far enough, his roar also hadn't been quite loud enough. The discussion of the men went above his own volume, and as the two of them continued to argue he slowly climbed off of the bed and tried his best to go unnoticed while he attempted to slip out through the door. If that were to work, he'd proceed to try and make his way to the break room where the vending machines were.
Elias Kincaid
“I don’t need your blade, I just want to know if you are gonna be civil or not cause that kid right there” He’d turn to point to the child only to see the bed empty “Whered he go...” He’d holster his pistol and walk past the man now in a slight panic “HEY KID WHERED YA GO!” He’d pace down the hallways following the signs towards the break room as he hand rested on his pistol
Alan
Alan briefly broke his glance from the gun to focus on the child, if only cause the noise of the pillow falling back against the bed. "Civil? Fuck, I could be asking you the same question you know?" He finally heaved a huge sigh of relief at the realization. "I'm of no interest or threat to you or the kid man. As far as I'm concerned I never saw..." His words were cut short as the other noticed the kid was gone, leading him to noticing himself. "Oh shit, I've got nothing to do with this." He mumbled to himself pushing to his feet and despite everything telling him to get out, he'd decide to follow along with Elias to go look for the kid. He wasn't completely heartless at least.
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He'd made it outside of the room and towards the break room, where he'd mostly been looking for something that could be of use. As he didn't immediately know what exactly he was looking for, he sadly enough wasn't very focused. Soon enough, his attention had been caught by something else entirely, his stomach growling angrily at him when the vending machine caught his eye.
He patted his body to see if any coins would jingle in his pockets even though he wasn't wearing much other than comfortable clothes that could've been pj's and didn't seem to have any pockets. Even if he had pockets, it was unlikely that he'd been carrying any money on him. A disappointed pout followed as he stepped closer to the machine and placed his hands on the glass, looking up at some of his favorite cookies and candies.
Oh he was hungry, and he thought that the others might be too. Maybe if they had something to eat, they would be less angry just like his stomach? He tried to hit the glass of the vending machine with his hand in a failed attempt of breaking it, feeling a little lost.
Elias Kincaid
Elias caught sight of the child as he was hitting the machine with his hand, He’d let out a laugh as he walked over to him and gently patted his head “Jesus kid you nearly gave me a heart attack.” he would then adjust his glove as he would pull the kid away from the machine “Cover ya face kiddo, It’s chow time.” As soon as he had moved the child behind him he’d send his fist crashing into the glass causing it to shatter inwards, He would then clear a small path for the child so he could get himself his snacks “Take as much as you want kid” He’d then make his way towards the drink machine as he would pull a scalpel out of his pocket he had snagged earlier from one of the tables as he would ram it into the key slot in the machine and hit it unlatching the machines door and swung it open revealing the few drinks that remained on the inside “There we go.”
Alan
Alan followed behind while making sure to keep some distance in between. He wasn't sure why he didn't just break off and make a run for it. Maybe it was some sort of subconscious plea to find some sort of group he could assimilate himself into. After all, all things considered he was just short of being a sitting duck in any situation. He heaved an almost silent sigh of relief when he entered into the room and saw the kid and Elias. At least he now couldn't be blamed for the kid wandering off. "Hey....uhhh....I know we got off on the wrong foot. Sorry about that, my name is Alan." He managed to stammer out, extending his hand in greeting. "Hopefully we can put that past us and uhh...try and be civil?"
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As the others caught up to him, one slower than the other, he did as Elias asked of him and stepped back further while covering his face. He waited until he could hear the glass break, the crash telling him that Elias had managed to break it. Of course it was rather effortlessly for him, and the kid couldn't help but to smile up at him once he allowed for him to step forward and told him to get as much as he wanted.
"Thank you... I guess you're not so scary after all." He said to the man, watching him as he made his way over to the other vending machine and opened the door with a trick of a scalpel. The boy proceeded to grab ahold of as many snacks as he could carry, carrying some under the elastic band of his pants too as if the machine was going to disappear the moment he stopped and he wouldn't get another chance to come back and get more of them. He then stepped aside to let the last through as well as Elias himself, allowing for them to take what they wanted out of the machine as well.
Waiting until Elias had grabbed drinks for himself, he'd only dive into that machine once the man was done before grabbing himself some orange juice and some water. His hand wavered over a few bottles of soda before he pulled it back and shook his head. Soda wasn't good for you and too many sweets weren't either. As they had nothing but sweets to eat for now, he figured he'd best pass on the soda.
"Hi Alan," He said as the man introduced himself. "I'm Toby. What were you searching for?" He asked to clarify, remembering that he knew where a lot of the supplies were kept in this building.
Elias Kincaid
Elias extended his hand out to Alan “Elias Kincaid” He’d pat toby on his head “You know I’ll have to sweep the upper floors so we won’t get hurt when we sleep. “ Speaking of sleep he’d let out a yawn as he would brush his hand through his hair “Feel free to tag along Alan, an extra set of eyes never hurt” Instead of his usual cold attitude he was rather beaming and kindhearted
As they entered the building and the doors closed behind them, a sense of safety overwhelmed the little boy, who promptly dropped the weapon he was holding before he took off and ran into one of the rooms. The sense of safety was rather false, given that the doors opened automatically and would probably open for a zombie too but to the boy that didn't matter. All he could think of was how he'd fallen on the campus grounds a few months prior to that day, and how he'd been carried inside this very building and taken care of.
Due to being familiar with the place, he ran into the first aid practice room and climbed on one of the beds, where he decided to let himself fall down upon the soft sheets and pull the pillow underneath his head. Whether or not the scary man followed wasn't a concern to him and if he did, the boy hoped that he'd allow for him to rest a little as his little legs were quite tired from all the walking and running they had done. Overall, he missed his family and his brother, but being here made that a little better.
Elias Kincaid
Reaper followed after the child shouting for him to wait but his words fell on deaf ears as he watched him hop onto one of the beds “Feels pretty good having a somewhat safe place now huh kid?” With those words escaping his mouth he’d reach up and pulled down the hood on his poncho revealing the rest of his now visible helmet which showed signs of wear and several damaged spots. He’d reach around the helmet and undo the latches that held it snug against his head and pulled it off revealing a rather rugged and worn face with a head full of jet black hair and one large gash that had been stapled shut on the right side of his face “At some point in time, We’ll go check the cafeteria for food and give some of these rooms a sweep and see if we can’t find anything of use, Whatta ya say kid?” He’d let out a hearty laugh “But first we take ourselves a long deserved rest.” He’d drop the back on the floor and prop his rifle and shotgun and his makeshift axe next to the vacant bed on the other side of the room.
Alan
Alan carefully approached the medical building. Doing his best to be quiet he'd slip the door open and creep inside. He kept his pocket knife firmly clasped in his only hand as he swept his gaze across reception in front of him. The eerie silence left him feeling unsettled moving deeper into the office. Missing an arm certainly left him at a deep disadvantage to anyone he may encounter. He kept low to the ground and moved into the first aid room and began to rifle through any drawer or cabinet he could find. While any medical supplies were a welcome sight he was dead set on finding any sort of mind numbing substance he could get his hand on. Clumsy as he was he'd end up knocking over several items causing a loud crash on the floor. With haste he'd scurry under one of the beds and hold his breath. He expected to hear footsteps his direction any moment now. Whether they were dead or alive was another question.
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The child watched as his company pulled down the hood of his poncho and took off the helmet, his gaze fixating on the jet black hair that was now freed. It then roamed to look at the man's face, the staples drawing his attention. Even though he was curious, he didn't ask and he grabbed onto the blanket on the bed, pulling it over him a little. It was no wonder he was sleepy, he hadn't manage to sleep a lot the night before and now that the adrenaline of the situation was leaving him there was only drowsiness left.
"Mmmhm.. Food sounds good. Cookies... Good cookies..." He claimed, his eyes almost closing as he smacked his lips and could nearly imagine the taste. As reaper proceeded to talk about the long deserved rest, he nodded slowly but started to drift away already. Scary man or not, for now his thoughts were filled with sleep and cookies.
Those thoughts were disturbed quickly as he heard the automatic doors that reopened and the footsteps that headed in their direction. He didn't have much time to think, nor did he really have time to react before a man moved into the room unannounced and went through drawers and cabinets. The loud crash caused for the little boy to sit up, and tears appeared in his eyes when he saw that the man had lost an arm. Those tears rapidly ran down his cheeks and he let out a sob, backing up on the bed against the wall even though the man went to hide under another bed.
"A-are you going to... h-hurt us?" He asked in shaky and scared voice, the voice laced with the innocence of a typical nine year old.
Elias Kincaid
Elias whipped the pistol from its holster as he shot upright and aimed directly at the mans face “You have about ten seconds before we start painting the walls with your brains.” His voice sounding so cold and bitter as he was throughly aggravated after him and the child had endured their own equal amounts of the journey to get here “Me and the kid are trying to get some much deserved...and needed rest.” He’d take notice to the knife though “What exactly did you plan to do with that..poke me to death until you got what you wanted huh?” He’d motion his pistol to the floor “Drop the knife or I will without a single second of hesitation shoot.”
Alan
Alan quickly turned his gaze to the startled duo just a few feet away from him. Just his blind luck that he'd have not even noticed them. Slowly he'd drag himself from under the bed. The knife was left behind as he emerged and crawled up onto rest on his knees. "Yeah, and I'm trying to find some fucking medicine. You think you're the only one who needs or deserves some rest?" His eyes were locked on the gun and refusing to look anywhere else. A grown painted his face as he was ribbed for having the pocket knife. "I've gotta have fucking something?!" He began to raise his voice to a much louder volume. "For fucks sake I'm missing a goddamn arm and you somehow have the nerve to.....to......chastise me for it?!" He huffed loudly, debating on whether to get up and charge the gun and get sweet relief from this nightmare they were all plunged in to. Or likely, he'd end up staying put right where he was on the floor. Body frozen in fear.
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The boy felt a little bit better as he noticed that Elias still had his pistol near him. In fact, he was able to aim at the intruder within seconds and it seemed to calm the boy down. As things were, Elias was no longer the scary man and there was a new scary man around. One that wasn't quite so kind it appeared, as instead of backing down he started cussing.
Given that the man was no longer looking at him and had all of his attention on the pistol, he did the only thing that came to the boy's mind in terms of possibly helping and grabbed his pillow, throwing it at the back of this man's head with all his might while the man raised his voice to a much louder volume. His throw was accompanied by a sound that resembled the roar of a cartoon dinosaur that he liked to watch on tv, but as his aim wasn't the best it would take the man standing still to actually hit it's target.
Elias Kincaid
“Elias kneeled down place if the barrel of his pistol inches from the mans face* “You blindly wandering around here almost got you killed, give me one solids reason I should put you down.” His grip would tighten on the pistol “Also what the fuck ripped your arm off? Was it something absolutely huge?”
Alan
Alan narrowed his eyes and eventually flinched when the barrel of the gun was drawn nearer to his face. A long sigh escaped him. "What, so you own this building? You're not trespassing here too?" The comment about his arm made his eye twitch. "First of all it's none of your fucking business. Go ahead and put me down tough guy. Doing us all a fucking favor." He snapped back. "I've got nothing for ya, unless you're really hard up for my knife. I just want my to find some meds and get the fuck out of here."
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The pillow didn't quite make it to it's target and ended up hitting the floor not too far from the bed he was sitting on. While his throwing hadn't been hard to get it to fly far enough, his roar also hadn't been quite loud enough. The discussion of the men went above his own volume, and as the two of them continued to argue he slowly climbed off of the bed and tried his best to go unnoticed while he attempted to slip out through the door. If that were to work, he'd proceed to try and make his way to the break room where the vending machines were.
Elias Kincaid
“I don’t need your blade, I just want to know if you are gonna be civil or not cause that kid right there” He’d turn to point to the child only to see the bed empty “Whered he go...” He’d holster his pistol and walk past the man now in a slight panic “HEY KID WHERED YA GO!” He’d pace down the hallways following the signs towards the break room as he hand rested on his pistol
Alan
Alan briefly broke his glance from the gun to focus on the child, if only cause the noise of the pillow falling back against the bed. "Civil? Fuck, I could be asking you the same question you know?" He finally heaved a huge sigh of relief at the realization. "I'm of no interest or threat to you or the kid man. As far as I'm concerned I never saw..." His words were cut short as the other noticed the kid was gone, leading him to noticing himself. "Oh shit, I've got nothing to do with this." He mumbled to himself pushing to his feet and despite everything telling him to get out, he'd decide to follow along with Elias to go look for the kid. He wasn't completely heartless at least.
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He'd made it outside of the room and towards the break room, where he'd mostly been looking for something that could be of use. As he didn't immediately know what exactly he was looking for, he sadly enough wasn't very focused. Soon enough, his attention had been caught by something else entirely, his stomach growling angrily at him when the vending machine caught his eye.
He patted his body to see if any coins would jingle in his pockets even though he wasn't wearing much other than comfortable clothes that could've been pj's and didn't seem to have any pockets. Even if he had pockets, it was unlikely that he'd been carrying any money on him. A disappointed pout followed as he stepped closer to the machine and placed his hands on the glass, looking up at some of his favorite cookies and candies.
Oh he was hungry, and he thought that the others might be too. Maybe if they had something to eat, they would be less angry just like his stomach? He tried to hit the glass of the vending machine with his hand in a failed attempt of breaking it, feeling a little lost.
Elias Kincaid
Elias caught sight of the child as he was hitting the machine with his hand, He’d let out a laugh as he walked over to him and gently patted his head “Jesus kid you nearly gave me a heart attack.” he would then adjust his glove as he would pull the kid away from the machine “Cover ya face kiddo, It’s chow time.” As soon as he had moved the child behind him he’d send his fist crashing into the glass causing it to shatter inwards, He would then clear a small path for the child so he could get himself his snacks “Take as much as you want kid” He’d then make his way towards the drink machine as he would pull a scalpel out of his pocket he had snagged earlier from one of the tables as he would ram it into the key slot in the machine and hit it unlatching the machines door and swung it open revealing the few drinks that remained on the inside “There we go.”
Alan
Alan followed behind while making sure to keep some distance in between. He wasn't sure why he didn't just break off and make a run for it. Maybe it was some sort of subconscious plea to find some sort of group he could assimilate himself into. After all, all things considered he was just short of being a sitting duck in any situation. He heaved an almost silent sigh of relief when he entered into the room and saw the kid and Elias. At least he now couldn't be blamed for the kid wandering off. "Hey....uhhh....I know we got off on the wrong foot. Sorry about that, my name is Alan." He managed to stammer out, extending his hand in greeting. "Hopefully we can put that past us and uhh...try and be civil?"
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As the others caught up to him, one slower than the other, he did as Elias asked of him and stepped back further while covering his face. He waited until he could hear the glass break, the crash telling him that Elias had managed to break it. Of course it was rather effortlessly for him, and the kid couldn't help but to smile up at him once he allowed for him to step forward and told him to get as much as he wanted.
"Thank you... I guess you're not so scary after all." He said to the man, watching him as he made his way over to the other vending machine and opened the door with a trick of a scalpel. The boy proceeded to grab ahold of as many snacks as he could carry, carrying some under the elastic band of his pants too as if the machine was going to disappear the moment he stopped and he wouldn't get another chance to come back and get more of them. He then stepped aside to let the last through as well as Elias himself, allowing for them to take what they wanted out of the machine as well.
Waiting until Elias had grabbed drinks for himself, he'd only dive into that machine once the man was done before grabbing himself some orange juice and some water. His hand wavered over a few bottles of soda before he pulled it back and shook his head. Soda wasn't good for you and too many sweets weren't either. As they had nothing but sweets to eat for now, he figured he'd best pass on the soda.
"Hi Alan," He said as the man introduced himself. "I'm Toby. What were you searching for?" He asked to clarify, remembering that he knew where a lot of the supplies were kept in this building.
Elias Kincaid
Elias extended his hand out to Alan “Elias Kincaid” He’d pat toby on his head “You know I’ll have to sweep the upper floors so we won’t get hurt when we sleep. “ Speaking of sleep he’d let out a yawn as he would brush his hand through his hair “Feel free to tag along Alan, an extra set of eyes never hurt” Instead of his usual cold attitude he was rather beaming and kindhearted
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Oddly enough, they never made it past the introductions as the one with the missing arm grabbed the supplies he could see around and ran off. Toby then turned to Elias and shrugged a little, letting out an uncomfortable chuckle.
"I would've helped him if he'd let us." He stated, even if he didn't know much about helping. He did know how to wrap a bandage around a wound though, so maybe he could've at least done that.
Remembering the mention of having to sweep the upper floors, Toby nodded.
"Maybe I can help you instead? We can go upstairs together and see what we can find?" The boy asked. He knew there was only one floor above theirs, so if they each sweeped a hallway then it would be easy enough to get through. How dangerous it could be or that there could be zombies there wasn't even under his consideration, nor was the fact that the front doors of the building still automatically opened.
While he waited for a reply of his companion, he opened a candy bar and bit down on it, eyes lighting up as if it was christmas morning. One thing was for sure, if Elias didn't stop him the boy would reach a sugar high in no time.
Elias Kincaid
Elias laughed at Toby as he watched his eat the candy “ Nah kid you need to stay down here where it’s safe for the most part” He’d pat him kn the head and ruffle his hair “Besides, you are my responsibility and if anything happened to you, I’d be beside myself.” He’d hold out his pistol to the child “If anyone finds you that isn’t me or someone remotely friendly aim for the head and pull the trigger”
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"Be careful, okay?" The little voice pleaded as his companion insisted he had to stay downstairs. He hadn't expected the head pat or the ruffling of his hair and he initially dodged the attempt of the other in fear, for some reason assuming that he was trying to hurt him. When Toby realized that it was just a pat, he stood still and allowed it, a worried glance casted upwards at the man that stood in front of him.
Feeling unsure about the man's sudden sense of responsibility over him, he managed to make a wonky smile appear on his face. It seemed a bit forced even though a hint of it was genuine, but it faltered quickly when the pistol was held out towards him.
A gun? He was getting a gun? Sure, the man had given him a large knife before and even though it had felt weird to Toby, he'd accepted it. A gun was something different though and his eyes widened in shock, lower lip trembling as he stared at the weapon.
"Scary... Guns are scary." The boy argued before he stopped and listened to his directions. After that, he extended a shaky hand to be able to take the gun from him.
Elias Kincaid
“Guns maybe scary kid but it’s really the only thing that’ll keep you alive in a world like this now” He reached back with his free hand and grabbed his helmet “When you get bigger kid I’ll teach you how to fight with that knife” He’d set the helmet over his head latching it’s clasps back down one side at a time as the pistol still sat in his hand “If I knew something wouldn’t happen to you, I’d bring you with me, but I’m not just not going to risk it.”
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As time went on, Elias was becoming less scary to him and as he explained to Toby why a gun was a good thing right now, he nodded even though his wide eyes remained.
Once the did take the gun from Elias, it took him holding his wrist with his free hand to be able to steady the shaking. He doubted that he'd really be able to shoot a zombie if he had to, but maybe Elias had a point. Having something would be better than nothing, and he wasn't good at fighting with a knife either.
"Please be quick?" He pleaded with the man, not looking forward to being left alone. He still wished he could go with him, but it was made clear that this was not an option. Most of all though, he hoped that the man would return safely. A big part of that hope came from not wanting to have to walk in this world on his own, but a small part was because he thought of Elias as a potential friend, and he didn't want to lose that friend.
Elias Kincaid
Elias gave the boy a smile and a nod pulling his helmet over his head “I’ll make it as quick as possible I promise” He’d grab the backpack and the shotgun but not his rifle as he would make his way out and up the stairs that were just a few feet away “I’ll be back as soon as possible kid” He muttered to himself as he ascended the stairs into the darkness beyond. He’d quickly switch his light on as he began searching the hall room by room, finding useful small things he could use or that Toby could use
Oddly enough, they never made it past the introductions as the one with the missing arm grabbed the supplies he could see around and ran off. Toby then turned to Elias and shrugged a little, letting out an uncomfortable chuckle.
"I would've helped him if he'd let us." He stated, even if he didn't know much about helping. He did know how to wrap a bandage around a wound though, so maybe he could've at least done that.
Remembering the mention of having to sweep the upper floors, Toby nodded.
"Maybe I can help you instead? We can go upstairs together and see what we can find?" The boy asked. He knew there was only one floor above theirs, so if they each sweeped a hallway then it would be easy enough to get through. How dangerous it could be or that there could be zombies there wasn't even under his consideration, nor was the fact that the front doors of the building still automatically opened.
While he waited for a reply of his companion, he opened a candy bar and bit down on it, eyes lighting up as if it was christmas morning. One thing was for sure, if Elias didn't stop him the boy would reach a sugar high in no time.
Elias Kincaid
Elias laughed at Toby as he watched his eat the candy “ Nah kid you need to stay down here where it’s safe for the most part” He’d pat him kn the head and ruffle his hair “Besides, you are my responsibility and if anything happened to you, I’d be beside myself.” He’d hold out his pistol to the child “If anyone finds you that isn’t me or someone remotely friendly aim for the head and pull the trigger”
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"Be careful, okay?" The little voice pleaded as his companion insisted he had to stay downstairs. He hadn't expected the head pat or the ruffling of his hair and he initially dodged the attempt of the other in fear, for some reason assuming that he was trying to hurt him. When Toby realized that it was just a pat, he stood still and allowed it, a worried glance casted upwards at the man that stood in front of him.
Feeling unsure about the man's sudden sense of responsibility over him, he managed to make a wonky smile appear on his face. It seemed a bit forced even though a hint of it was genuine, but it faltered quickly when the pistol was held out towards him.
A gun? He was getting a gun? Sure, the man had given him a large knife before and even though it had felt weird to Toby, he'd accepted it. A gun was something different though and his eyes widened in shock, lower lip trembling as he stared at the weapon.
"Scary... Guns are scary." The boy argued before he stopped and listened to his directions. After that, he extended a shaky hand to be able to take the gun from him.
Elias Kincaid
“Guns maybe scary kid but it’s really the only thing that’ll keep you alive in a world like this now” He reached back with his free hand and grabbed his helmet “When you get bigger kid I’ll teach you how to fight with that knife” He’d set the helmet over his head latching it’s clasps back down one side at a time as the pistol still sat in his hand “If I knew something wouldn’t happen to you, I’d bring you with me, but I’m not just not going to risk it.”
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As time went on, Elias was becoming less scary to him and as he explained to Toby why a gun was a good thing right now, he nodded even though his wide eyes remained.
Once the did take the gun from Elias, it took him holding his wrist with his free hand to be able to steady the shaking. He doubted that he'd really be able to shoot a zombie if he had to, but maybe Elias had a point. Having something would be better than nothing, and he wasn't good at fighting with a knife either.
"Please be quick?" He pleaded with the man, not looking forward to being left alone. He still wished he could go with him, but it was made clear that this was not an option. Most of all though, he hoped that the man would return safely. A big part of that hope came from not wanting to have to walk in this world on his own, but a small part was because he thought of Elias as a potential friend, and he didn't want to lose that friend.
Elias Kincaid
Elias gave the boy a smile and a nod pulling his helmet over his head “I’ll make it as quick as possible I promise” He’d grab the backpack and the shotgun but not his rifle as he would make his way out and up the stairs that were just a few feet away “I’ll be back as soon as possible kid” He muttered to himself as he ascended the stairs into the darkness beyond. He’d quickly switch his light on as he began searching the hall room by room, finding useful small things he could use or that Toby could use
Sara
She wanted to call out but was afraid, but did so softly, leaving herself enough room to run if one of those things came for her, "h..hello..?" Her voice was hoarse, but had a lovely accent of the south in it. Her breathing was still hard and heavy, even as she leaned against a wall and bent over, bracing her hands on her knees to try and catch her breath in case she had to run again.
The hallway she was in was dark and seemed empty, although chairs and bags were tossed about in disarray. Above her was a blinking bright red exit sign, flashing on and off matching the one that was across the building from her.
Elias
As Elias walked through the dimly lit hallway moving passed over turned gurneys and tables “Jesus this place is like a maze...” He’d then hear a fair “Hello” making him stop in his tracks and take aim with his shotgun “Hello?” He’d scan the open doors at his sides as he turned and looked straight ahead and then turn back towards the staircase as he completely turned and began racing down the stairs to make sure Toby was safe and sound still, He would sling the shotgun over his shoulder as he partially slid/dashed down the stairs “TOBY!” He wouldn’t make it completely down the stairs as he jumped over the railing and landed on the floor “Shit...TOBY!” He’d hit the doors hard enough to potentially knock them down as he crashed into the room seeing the child sitting there still safe and sound “Jesus fuck...” He’d begin panting under his helmet as he looked towards the child “You good?”
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For the most part, Toby had tried to hide, although his hiding had been more the luck of him being short enough to not be spotted as long as he remained quiet and didn't move. He'd stayed put on the same chair he'd went to sit on when Elias scanned the floor above them, and hadn't made a sound, not even when the entering woman had called out with her Hello. He hadn't dared to, instead he'd held onto the gun firmly, although it took him resting his hand against his leg to not have it shake so that he wouldn't drop it on the floor.
As Elias came running back while shouting his name, he got startled and looked up in the direction of the stairs, staring at his new friend wide eyed.
"I haven't done anything!" He exclaimed, although he kept his voice hushed and the only sign of offense was the tone. He felt like he was about to get punished, and that fear only stopped and disappeared when Elias asked if he was okay.
"I'm okay... But she is here." He said, keeping the hushed volume up as he pointed at the woman that had been leaning against the wall. It wasn't sure whether or not she still was, but it was where he'd last seen her.
Elias Kincaid
Elias gave a sigh of relief as he spun on his heel and looked for the woman Toby mentioned “I think your coming with me when I go back upstairs Toby. “ His tone moreso filled with distress over the fact he thought that Toby could have potentially been hurt.* “How long has she been here?” Hed turn back towards Toby hoping to himself that when he ran like a crazy person back down here that nothing followed him
Sara Laiford
Sara heard the racket, making her jump before she heard voices. She quickly followed them, hoping they would maybe let her stay with them. Her face was pale, which made her eyes look huge. She made it close enough to hear the question of how long she's been here and answered herself, "Just for a minute, I followed you over when I seen you weren't like those other things out there. Please, I swear I mean no harm.. don't make me stay out here alone" she said, trying to keep voice kinda low.*
Elias Kincaid
Elias stood there as the shotgun sat in his tight grip “If your gonna stay here with us you’ll be doing your part, since he’s safe we’re going up to the next floor and clearing it and checking for supplies that may have got left behind.” He took an extra step towards the woman as he extended his free hand Elias Kincaid.
Sara Laiford
Sara jerked back a bit, her flight from town making her jumpy and beyond tired. His voice seemed reassuring though, and she sure did like being around kids. A quick moment of fear had her throat closing up as she reached out and shook his hand. " Mine is Sara.. god.." her shoulders shuddered at the smallest feelings of being safe. "I don't know what's going on but I'm so scared. My brother, Richard, he's on the other side of town somewhere. I don't know what happened to him." She babbled nerves getting to her now. "You will have to tell me what to do, only thing I know about clearing like that is from watching cop shows." She said as she stood up straight, even if her eyes remained a little uncertain and timid in the odd light.
Elias Kincaid
Worlds gone to hell pretty much, There’s a slim possibility that your brother is still alive but there’s also a rather large horde of flesh munchers aka zombies back that way that me and this kid had to dodge to get here via a helping hand and a decent vehicle. But other than that it’s peachy. As for clearing the floor, just stay on my ass and you’ll be fine. He’d hold out his shotgun to her It’s already got a shell in the tube all you have to do is point and pull the trigger, preferably not at my head...” He’d reach over with his free hand and pick up his rifle
Sara Laiford
Shifting her eyes to the gun, her hand trembled as she reached out to take it. And looking over at the child, she nodded and let herself follow through with what seemed to be the right course. The unfamiliar weight of the gun made her uneasy, but she held it tightly and pointed down. She didn't want to shoot it either. It felt mean and ugly in her hands. When her eyes landed on the child though, he seemed reassured by the man, which helped put her at ease.
Elias Kincaid
He turned back to toby and nodded to him “You know what to do kid.” He’d chamber a round in his rifle Alright Sara let’s get goin. This shouldn’t take us long..we’ll be back in no time kid I promise.” With that being said he’d turn on his heel and walk back out the door towards the stairs “If we can find anything of use it’s all going back into that room until we can move again and then those supplies could possibly buy us a ticket to safety.”
Sara Laiford
Sara kinda stood still for a min, her mind lost as she listened and shook it hard to clear it. "What do you mean, it might buy us a ticket to safety? Why are you and a child here??" She asked as she followed him, only giving a passing glance back out the way she had come inside, not even wanting to think about it.
Elias Kincaid
Elias pointed towards the door There’s a college out there with other people, Maybe if I were to find some viable medical supplies I would trade that stuff to them for safety me and the kid. As it goes for me and the kid this is just the first place we happened to stop at when I came this way from town.” He shrugged as he rounded the corner and turned his flashlight back on
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Toby fiddled with his hands; fingers intertwined with each other, reassurance mixed with cautious uncertainty, concern for Elias and the new woman Sasha who appeared to mean well. He had returned to the the room. Toby lets out a sigh and plays the waiting game. His safety was important, but then returning to him in one piece was all he could think of.
Clicking. Not chattering, because the sound was not repetitive and quick. It was gradually slow and short of excessive. An intentional clicking. The biting of air audible to anyone who happened to be within ten feet. A female husk of a human stood in place not far from Elias as he rounded the corner through the door. The flashlight did not cause the female zombie to respond. Not even the light that beamed on her face could bring warmth to dead decaying flesh as it flaked with even a slight stretching of the facial muscles. With little attempt at inspection it can be seen that both of her eyes had been scratched out. A prominent bite or two marked on her face and neck. Now an infected corpse she is left biting at the air in what could be considered utter darkness for her.
Any sound could still be picked up. A visible broken nose bridge did not stop her from sniffing a muffled inhale through both nostrils for the scent of fresh flesh. Food must be nearby...instincts are bound to take over. She opens her mouth and a hissing exhale emits passed missing teeth and blood soaked cheeks.
Elias Kincaid
Elias caught sight of the beaten and battered zombie as he kicked a piece of junk that lay at his feet across the hall and into one of the open rooms “These are the ones you have to have to play around with to get them to move, their blind as hell and use their ears to see, sorta like a bat...but god knows how many more are up here” He’d whisper to the woman “these things usually travel in a small pack.” *He’d ready his rifle as he searched at his feet and a few inches away for potentially a pillow or a large bottle or two and something to use as a clamp * “Makeshift suppressors are god send in situations like this”
Sara Laiford
Sara had froze for a minute as she seen the woman, the grip she had on the gun tighter than it should have been. Only good part is that her fingers weren't near the trigger. Sara couldn't move, nearly silent whimpers pressed from her throat as she slowly shook her head, denying what she could see with her own eyes. "Wh... What do we do???" She asked, trying to stem panic from her voice as she stayed as close to him as she could. "Like a pillow?" She asked, pointing at one on the floor about three feet from them. She glanced away briefly and looked out the window and seen the red head woman slip inside the other building and she pokes his shoulder, still whispering, "Hey some woman just went inside that other building." She said, still watching the door as it swung shut.
Elias Kincaid
“A pillow would work fantastically” He’d reach for the pillow as a slow shuffle suddenly echoed through the hall causing Elias to freeze where he stood “Do you see anything?” He slowly but steadily grabbed the pillow and stood upright as slowly as possible “What? You seen someone go into the opposite building?, we get done here we’ll go check that out” He nodded at her as he crudely wrapped the pillow around the muzzle and barrel of the rifle and quickly dispatch the zombie with ease, the zombie however would fall over onto an unseen medical instrument table send it all flying and clanging against the floor. Elias would take several steps back grabbing Sara by the arm and pulling her along as the dark Hallway suddenly lit to life with wails and moans of hidden zombies “Time to go!” He’d pull Sara along with him as they both rushed back down the stairs and to Toby “We’re building hopping, Sara we’re going to that building you said you seen that woman go into” He’d be throwing his bag back onto his back and he slung his rifle down to his side as he stood upright and looked at the two “We ready folks?”
Sara Laiford
Sara just looked around them, full panic mode in her face as she struggles to keep up with the suddenly quick and frightening man. He drug her down and back to the boy, who held his pistol in mostly steady hands, surprised by their bursting in. "We.. but wait!" She said, yanking away from him and clambering over something that had toppled over. "It's a keycard thing. You need one to get in. I seen her use one." She popped back up with a bloody one in her hand. "This might work!" She said breathlessly as she climbed back over. She pulled the straps tight on her own bag, and took the boys hand, her other hand holding tightly to the muzzle of the shotgun. "Let's go before I freak." She said and took off before he did, pulling the boy with her and back outside, the thin rays of light barely beginning to show.
Elias Kincaid
“Why the hell you have on?! Fuck it we’ll sort this out later let’s go. He buckled the last clasp of his bag back around his chest when he looked back to the two “Let’s go then” He’s take the Keycard put it into his pocket
Sara Laiford
Sara wasted no time now, fear pushing her passed the extreme tiredness that pressed down on her body. She was short, so the boy was able to keep up with her as she went across as quickly as possible, keeping as close to the man as possible. Her eyes tended to move everywhere, looking but she had no clue for what. The pupils of her eyes were huge, and her breathing was ragged from fear. "She went inside there!" She said, pointing towards the door and poking his arm with the same hand that held the gun, her voice low.
Elias Kincaid
Elias raised his brow at the door This building has to have some importance since it’s the only one I’ve seen with a keycard reader” He’d swipe the card as it beeped with a green light on the reader and the doors made a click sound as they unlocked “Onwards and upwards we go I suppose folks” He swung the door open as he took aim with his rifle and began scoping the area out as he held the door open with his foot so Sara and Toby could follow “It looks rather...clean in here...that’s not creepy at all..” He looked at the area before him
Sara Laiford
Sara looked around, the terror slowly leaving her face as the door clicked shut behind them. "Can't we just find a place to hide or something??" She asked, not really keeping her voice down now that they were in what seemed to be a safe enough area.
She wanted to call out but was afraid, but did so softly, leaving herself enough room to run if one of those things came for her, "h..hello..?" Her voice was hoarse, but had a lovely accent of the south in it. Her breathing was still hard and heavy, even as she leaned against a wall and bent over, bracing her hands on her knees to try and catch her breath in case she had to run again.
The hallway she was in was dark and seemed empty, although chairs and bags were tossed about in disarray. Above her was a blinking bright red exit sign, flashing on and off matching the one that was across the building from her.
Elias
As Elias walked through the dimly lit hallway moving passed over turned gurneys and tables “Jesus this place is like a maze...” He’d then hear a fair “Hello” making him stop in his tracks and take aim with his shotgun “Hello?” He’d scan the open doors at his sides as he turned and looked straight ahead and then turn back towards the staircase as he completely turned and began racing down the stairs to make sure Toby was safe and sound still, He would sling the shotgun over his shoulder as he partially slid/dashed down the stairs “TOBY!” He wouldn’t make it completely down the stairs as he jumped over the railing and landed on the floor “Shit...TOBY!” He’d hit the doors hard enough to potentially knock them down as he crashed into the room seeing the child sitting there still safe and sound “Jesus fuck...” He’d begin panting under his helmet as he looked towards the child “You good?”
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For the most part, Toby had tried to hide, although his hiding had been more the luck of him being short enough to not be spotted as long as he remained quiet and didn't move. He'd stayed put on the same chair he'd went to sit on when Elias scanned the floor above them, and hadn't made a sound, not even when the entering woman had called out with her Hello. He hadn't dared to, instead he'd held onto the gun firmly, although it took him resting his hand against his leg to not have it shake so that he wouldn't drop it on the floor.
As Elias came running back while shouting his name, he got startled and looked up in the direction of the stairs, staring at his new friend wide eyed.
"I haven't done anything!" He exclaimed, although he kept his voice hushed and the only sign of offense was the tone. He felt like he was about to get punished, and that fear only stopped and disappeared when Elias asked if he was okay.
"I'm okay... But she is here." He said, keeping the hushed volume up as he pointed at the woman that had been leaning against the wall. It wasn't sure whether or not she still was, but it was where he'd last seen her.
Elias Kincaid
Elias gave a sigh of relief as he spun on his heel and looked for the woman Toby mentioned “I think your coming with me when I go back upstairs Toby. “ His tone moreso filled with distress over the fact he thought that Toby could have potentially been hurt.* “How long has she been here?” Hed turn back towards Toby hoping to himself that when he ran like a crazy person back down here that nothing followed him
Sara Laiford
Sara heard the racket, making her jump before she heard voices. She quickly followed them, hoping they would maybe let her stay with them. Her face was pale, which made her eyes look huge. She made it close enough to hear the question of how long she's been here and answered herself, "Just for a minute, I followed you over when I seen you weren't like those other things out there. Please, I swear I mean no harm.. don't make me stay out here alone" she said, trying to keep voice kinda low.*
Elias Kincaid
Elias stood there as the shotgun sat in his tight grip “If your gonna stay here with us you’ll be doing your part, since he’s safe we’re going up to the next floor and clearing it and checking for supplies that may have got left behind.” He took an extra step towards the woman as he extended his free hand Elias Kincaid.
Sara Laiford
Sara jerked back a bit, her flight from town making her jumpy and beyond tired. His voice seemed reassuring though, and she sure did like being around kids. A quick moment of fear had her throat closing up as she reached out and shook his hand. " Mine is Sara.. god.." her shoulders shuddered at the smallest feelings of being safe. "I don't know what's going on but I'm so scared. My brother, Richard, he's on the other side of town somewhere. I don't know what happened to him." She babbled nerves getting to her now. "You will have to tell me what to do, only thing I know about clearing like that is from watching cop shows." She said as she stood up straight, even if her eyes remained a little uncertain and timid in the odd light.
Elias Kincaid
Worlds gone to hell pretty much, There’s a slim possibility that your brother is still alive but there’s also a rather large horde of flesh munchers aka zombies back that way that me and this kid had to dodge to get here via a helping hand and a decent vehicle. But other than that it’s peachy. As for clearing the floor, just stay on my ass and you’ll be fine. He’d hold out his shotgun to her It’s already got a shell in the tube all you have to do is point and pull the trigger, preferably not at my head...” He’d reach over with his free hand and pick up his rifle
Sara Laiford
Shifting her eyes to the gun, her hand trembled as she reached out to take it. And looking over at the child, she nodded and let herself follow through with what seemed to be the right course. The unfamiliar weight of the gun made her uneasy, but she held it tightly and pointed down. She didn't want to shoot it either. It felt mean and ugly in her hands. When her eyes landed on the child though, he seemed reassured by the man, which helped put her at ease.
Elias Kincaid
He turned back to toby and nodded to him “You know what to do kid.” He’d chamber a round in his rifle Alright Sara let’s get goin. This shouldn’t take us long..we’ll be back in no time kid I promise.” With that being said he’d turn on his heel and walk back out the door towards the stairs “If we can find anything of use it’s all going back into that room until we can move again and then those supplies could possibly buy us a ticket to safety.”
Sara Laiford
Sara kinda stood still for a min, her mind lost as she listened and shook it hard to clear it. "What do you mean, it might buy us a ticket to safety? Why are you and a child here??" She asked as she followed him, only giving a passing glance back out the way she had come inside, not even wanting to think about it.
Elias Kincaid
Elias pointed towards the door There’s a college out there with other people, Maybe if I were to find some viable medical supplies I would trade that stuff to them for safety me and the kid. As it goes for me and the kid this is just the first place we happened to stop at when I came this way from town.” He shrugged as he rounded the corner and turned his flashlight back on
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Toby fiddled with his hands; fingers intertwined with each other, reassurance mixed with cautious uncertainty, concern for Elias and the new woman Sasha who appeared to mean well. He had returned to the the room. Toby lets out a sigh and plays the waiting game. His safety was important, but then returning to him in one piece was all he could think of.
Clicking. Not chattering, because the sound was not repetitive and quick. It was gradually slow and short of excessive. An intentional clicking. The biting of air audible to anyone who happened to be within ten feet. A female husk of a human stood in place not far from Elias as he rounded the corner through the door. The flashlight did not cause the female zombie to respond. Not even the light that beamed on her face could bring warmth to dead decaying flesh as it flaked with even a slight stretching of the facial muscles. With little attempt at inspection it can be seen that both of her eyes had been scratched out. A prominent bite or two marked on her face and neck. Now an infected corpse she is left biting at the air in what could be considered utter darkness for her.
Any sound could still be picked up. A visible broken nose bridge did not stop her from sniffing a muffled inhale through both nostrils for the scent of fresh flesh. Food must be nearby...instincts are bound to take over. She opens her mouth and a hissing exhale emits passed missing teeth and blood soaked cheeks.
Elias Kincaid
Elias caught sight of the beaten and battered zombie as he kicked a piece of junk that lay at his feet across the hall and into one of the open rooms “These are the ones you have to have to play around with to get them to move, their blind as hell and use their ears to see, sorta like a bat...but god knows how many more are up here” He’d whisper to the woman “these things usually travel in a small pack.” *He’d ready his rifle as he searched at his feet and a few inches away for potentially a pillow or a large bottle or two and something to use as a clamp * “Makeshift suppressors are god send in situations like this”
Sara Laiford
Sara had froze for a minute as she seen the woman, the grip she had on the gun tighter than it should have been. Only good part is that her fingers weren't near the trigger. Sara couldn't move, nearly silent whimpers pressed from her throat as she slowly shook her head, denying what she could see with her own eyes. "Wh... What do we do???" She asked, trying to stem panic from her voice as she stayed as close to him as she could. "Like a pillow?" She asked, pointing at one on the floor about three feet from them. She glanced away briefly and looked out the window and seen the red head woman slip inside the other building and she pokes his shoulder, still whispering, "Hey some woman just went inside that other building." She said, still watching the door as it swung shut.
Elias Kincaid
“A pillow would work fantastically” He’d reach for the pillow as a slow shuffle suddenly echoed through the hall causing Elias to freeze where he stood “Do you see anything?” He slowly but steadily grabbed the pillow and stood upright as slowly as possible “What? You seen someone go into the opposite building?, we get done here we’ll go check that out” He nodded at her as he crudely wrapped the pillow around the muzzle and barrel of the rifle and quickly dispatch the zombie with ease, the zombie however would fall over onto an unseen medical instrument table send it all flying and clanging against the floor. Elias would take several steps back grabbing Sara by the arm and pulling her along as the dark Hallway suddenly lit to life with wails and moans of hidden zombies “Time to go!” He’d pull Sara along with him as they both rushed back down the stairs and to Toby “We’re building hopping, Sara we’re going to that building you said you seen that woman go into” He’d be throwing his bag back onto his back and he slung his rifle down to his side as he stood upright and looked at the two “We ready folks?”
Sara Laiford
Sara just looked around them, full panic mode in her face as she struggles to keep up with the suddenly quick and frightening man. He drug her down and back to the boy, who held his pistol in mostly steady hands, surprised by their bursting in. "We.. but wait!" She said, yanking away from him and clambering over something that had toppled over. "It's a keycard thing. You need one to get in. I seen her use one." She popped back up with a bloody one in her hand. "This might work!" She said breathlessly as she climbed back over. She pulled the straps tight on her own bag, and took the boys hand, her other hand holding tightly to the muzzle of the shotgun. "Let's go before I freak." She said and took off before he did, pulling the boy with her and back outside, the thin rays of light barely beginning to show.
Elias Kincaid
“Why the hell you have on?! Fuck it we’ll sort this out later let’s go. He buckled the last clasp of his bag back around his chest when he looked back to the two “Let’s go then” He’s take the Keycard put it into his pocket
Sara Laiford
Sara wasted no time now, fear pushing her passed the extreme tiredness that pressed down on her body. She was short, so the boy was able to keep up with her as she went across as quickly as possible, keeping as close to the man as possible. Her eyes tended to move everywhere, looking but she had no clue for what. The pupils of her eyes were huge, and her breathing was ragged from fear. "She went inside there!" She said, pointing towards the door and poking his arm with the same hand that held the gun, her voice low.
Elias Kincaid
Elias raised his brow at the door This building has to have some importance since it’s the only one I’ve seen with a keycard reader” He’d swipe the card as it beeped with a green light on the reader and the doors made a click sound as they unlocked “Onwards and upwards we go I suppose folks” He swung the door open as he took aim with his rifle and began scoping the area out as he held the door open with his foot so Sara and Toby could follow “It looks rather...clean in here...that’s not creepy at all..” He looked at the area before him
Sara Laiford
Sara looked around, the terror slowly leaving her face as the door clicked shut behind them. "Can't we just find a place to hide or something??" She asked, not really keeping her voice down now that they were in what seemed to be a safe enough area.
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