Age of the Dead

Finding a way

"So how are we gonna get out of here?" Brandon says when we stop walking.

"Im not sure, I guess everyone can spread  out and look for a way out-" I say. Luke cuts in and says "That isn't surrounded by rotters." He makes a good point. Now that we are in the open room we practically have to shout over the noise of the rotters outside. I get a few nods and we all spread out in different directions. I walk to the back room I am looking for a fire exit or something like that.  Finally I do. I see a ladder leading to a small door in the roof. At that moment i realize how low to the ground the roof is. I stand there eyeing the ladder for a bit. Then I climb up. I feel the cold steel beneath my fingers. I push at the door slightly and I listen for the low gurgling of the rotters. If there are any up there I need to be ready. I grip my knife in one hand and swing the door open as fast as I can and I jump out of the hole. I get to my feet and quickly scope out the roof. Nothing, just emptiness. I haven't seen that for a while. I take the time to enjoy the fragment of a second that I have alone and before I know it Jake is jumping up onto the roof. I turn and I must have rolled my eyes because he says

"What? Got a problem with me?" He always such a crude tone when he speaks. Ugh how did Lea deal with him.

"I didn't even do anything?" I respond. He changes the subject.

"So what did you find up here? Anything?" He asks.

"Well, I was thinking that we could have someone, most likely Brandon, Throw one of those bricks onto that car making the alarm go off. It would draw the rotters attention for a while and we can run over to the hair salon to get the rest of our group." I point to a small stack of bricks when I mention them. Jake nods as if he is considering the plan.

"Screw them." he says abruptly. I feel my eyes widen. "Why can't just me and you go? Ill throw the brick. We jump off the roof and take off toward a safe house I heard about." I am still standing in awe of what he just said. 

"What? No, are you crazy? I barely even know you. I am not gonna go run off with you." I snap back. He steps closer and puts his hand out I almost think he is going to push me off the roof until it lands on my waist.

"Come on, lets just go." He smirks and takes another step he is standing only a few inches away from me. I step back and slightly to the right.

"What is your problem? God, you're such a creep." I quickly walk over to the ladder and climb back down. Jake follows me. When I get back the first thing I do is look for Luke. When I find him as I walk I say

"I found a way out." I try to sound eger despite what just happened. I smile as much as I can. I stand right beside him, as I turn around I see everyone has come back into the room.

"There is a ladder back there leading to the roof. There was a pile of bricks up there, since Brandon is the strongest one here we can have him go up and throw one of the bricks onto a car if he aims correctly he can break the glass. That would set off the car alarm, also catching the attention of most of the rotters. We can then run over to the hair salon. I saw Julie and Mason run in there." I say.

"Will you guys wait for me after I set off the alarm?" Brandon asks, obviously worried about his life.

"Yeah, we will wait as long as we can if rotters start coming back we're gonna have to go. Just try to move fast, don't fall and remember aim for the car window." I say. I get a nod from him and he turns. As he is walking away I call out "There is a ladder to the right when you go in the back room." I turn to the group.

"So we just wait for the alarm-" She is cut off by the booming noise of the alarm. I nod and walk toward the windows. I slowly pull the curtain away from the window. I watch all the rotters move in the direction of the car. I see Brandon come running out of the back room. I am relieved he made it down in time. Luke pulls the door open and we all run out. There are only a few rotters that have not went over to the car I pull my knife. I dont want any rotters to be drawn by the sound of a gun. As I run I grab them by the neck and stab them in the temple. We are all taking down our own rotters. Some of the rotters at the car notice the commotion  and begin to come toward us.

"We need to move! Fast!" I yell. I finally make it to the door of the hair salon. I turn the knob and push. My heart stops. The door is locked.