[b]Anthony - Haywood[/b]

Carrying three full propane tanks was a difficult task for Anthony, but the man was managing. He ran as quickly as he could, because this was the only chance they had. Sweat ran down his face, going into his eyes and making them burn. On his way out of the storage he made sure he had matches to light the fire. His arms grew tired as he was almost half way to the building, causing him to drop a propane tank. He cursed and had to go back and pick it up once again, wasting time. 

As he grew closer to the building, Daniel and his people were heading the opposite direction. Anthony wasn't even acknowledged at the time, nor did he acknowledge anybody. He was as focused as the rest of them, trying to survive. Quickly he jogged it up to the side of the building where the windows were accessible. There were walkers trying to get out, but with so many crowding the bottom floor, they weren't giving each other enough space to depart. 

At this time, Anthony got on a knee and opened up one of the propane tanks. He lit the match and started the flame on the little stick. He turned to the walkers in the window as he lit the propane tank, causing a flame to ignite from the gas. He opened up the propane tank a little more - the flame growing as more gas escaped the encasing of the tank. "Burn in hell motherf*ckers!!" Anthony called out as he threw the ignited tank into the building. He then opened up the other two tanks and threw them through the window as well. Soon enough, as he started to run away, a giant flame burst through all the windows of the first floor. The sound of the explosion was incredible, mesmerizing. Within the next ten minutes or so, the flames would enhance throughout the entire building and bring it to ashes, along with the dead. 

Anthony just stood there, watching the entire building burn. He couldn't help but smile at the sight, knowing their fight was over. But as the smile arose, it once again faded. "Crap, we gotta plug up that gate dammit!" he cursed yet again, running towards the gate itself. He ran as fast as his legs would allow him, looking at the three wholes on the gate. Once there, he peeked out to see a couple walkers heading their way. He looked side to side to see what he could use to prevent them from coming in, but found nothing. He then backed away a little, pulled out the kitchen knife he still had, and waited. 

He was gonna stay there until the walkers tried to get in, and while they attempted to do so, he'd stab them one by one. That was the only plan he could come up with at the moment. Since they didn't have time to go back to the supply room, he had to stay on guard. He hoped that Daniel was watching this and would get something to plug up the holes. Maybe they would be able to use the remainder of the building once it collapses. Maybe some bricks - something.