Louis relaxed a bit knowing the girl wasn't like one of the dead. "You would be correct with that assumption." His voice light and joking again. "Anyway you should stick with us, strength and numbers and all that." He pointed towards the door where Okoma was standing outside. "Me and this guy were just on our way out."

"I completely agree about strength in numbers so I would be more then happy to go with you, it's probably safer in the open were we can see them coming from a better distance." Elizabeth replied as she tried to keep herself calm about all the shit that was going on around them. Walking for the doors she couldn't help but wonder how far this epidemic had spread on the island or what caused it.

As the elevator went down each floor slowly Isabella leaned against the wall letting out a slight grunt in pain, she looked down at her arm seeing that the rag she had grabbed and wrapped over her arm had turned slightly red. When a it finally got to the first floor Isabella quietly looked around the room was full of bodies as well as luggage, tables, and chairs that had been flipped over. She quickly ran down the hallway remembering the way to the lobby, she stopped to see two people by the stairs. "Good to see some none zombies here." She said softly as she started to approach them.

"I'm with you on that I don't want to have deal with these things in cramped spaces." There was no telling how many zombies where still in the hotel, and if they're would only be some many places to run in the hotel. He was following the girl when he heard another one approach them from the opposite hallway. His mood lightened considerably seeing that there were people who had survived. "Likewise. You feel like getting out of this hellhole? Cause that's what we're doing."