You know the phrase, 'sitting ducks', right? That's how our YouTubers hiding in the basement feel right about now. The zombies hadn't wandered away like it was predicted they would. The YouTubers were sitting ducks behind the basement doors.
"It's been twenty minutes," Liam said. He was pacing around the basement doors, his one hand combing through his greasy hair. "They haven't gone away. Caleb and Elly are still out there, waiting for us! We can't just sit here!"
"Calm down," Zoey said. "They'll be fine. Both had survived on their own for a while. We just have to focus on finding a way out of here."
"Nilesy," Alex said. "Where's your gun?"
"I gave it to the kids," Liam explained. "Caleb was the only one with a gun. I figured Elly needed one, too."
"Just be careful," Jerome said. "The Dorks could get in."
Adam laughed. "You just want to use the new nickname."
"...You might be right."
The two burst out laughing, but their laughter was cut short when the zombies slammed against the door.
"We need to find a way out of here, now!" Ross ordered. "Look around! We can't be stuck in here!"
The group split up to look around the basement. The basement eerily reminded them of the museum, but it was more creepy. The morgue was located there, and the lockers on the walls seemed to be locked tight. The group moved quickly as the pounding on the door of the basement. If that door was to collapse, they would be trapped.
"I don't see any way out," Zoey said, looking around the entrance to the basement for an alternate route.
"Maybe if we're quiet," Alex said. "They'll go away."
"We've done that for the past half hour," Ross said. "It's not going to work. They saw us come in here; they're not going to give up until they're convinced we're not here."
Adam and Jerome went over to the lockers on the walls.
"Do you think there's bodies in those?" Jerome asked.
"I'm sure," Adam said. "But the question is: Is there any Dorks in there?"
"We'd better check," Jerome said. "But only open it a crack. If there's a Dork in there, it'll attack."
Adam reached cautiously for a locker. He grabbed the handle, and pulled. But it didn't budge. He noticed the key hole and shook his head.
"It's locked," Adam said. "We have to find a key."
Jerome thought for a moment. "I think I saw a key chain by the door." The YouTuber walked towards the door, still having zombies banging on it, and saw the hooks. There was a ring of rusty keys hanging on one hook, and he grabbed it quickly. The door gave him chills just being near it. He hurried back to Adam.
"What are you guys doing?" Toby asked, making the Team Crafted members turn around.
"Just checking out the lockers," Jerome said.
"It's dangerous," Toby said.
"We know," Adam said.
Toby smirked. "Can I help?"
"Sure," Jerome said.
Jerome put the key into the locker, and turned. It made a clicking noise before opening, and Jerome slowly opened the door.
He was met by a pair of pale feet with a tag on the toe.
"Ugh," Jerome said, backing away slightly. The smell of decay was strong.
