Post by Prisonner Of Today on May 12, 2008 22:44:12 GMT -5
Priz looks terrified at the thought of zombies. He leaps to his feet, ignoring the looks the strangly familiar-looking medic is giving him, and raises his hands in protest.
"No way. This floor isn't safe. Ever since that nut blew up the front entrance, dead people have been wandering in and out, despite my attempts to barricade it. We'd be alot better off upstairs. All we need to do is block off the staircase, and then we can use the fire escape to get in and out of the building."
He pauses for a moment, staring intensely at the fellow pushing the vending machine around.
"Or at least that's what I'm going to do. You can stay here for all I care. For all I know, you guys are just as dangerous as whatever's out there, and I like being able to sleep with both eyes closed.
"No way. This floor isn't safe. Ever since that nut blew up the front entrance, dead people have been wandering in and out, despite my attempts to barricade it. We'd be alot better off upstairs. All we need to do is block off the staircase, and then we can use the fire escape to get in and out of the building."
He pauses for a moment, staring intensely at the fellow pushing the vending machine around.
"Or at least that's what I'm going to do. You can stay here for all I care. For all I know, you guys are just as dangerous as whatever's out there, and I like being able to sleep with both eyes closed.
