[u]Sophia and Doris[/u]
If Sophia had been old enough to swear, she might have. Doris filled the gap with her own expletive as another stranger came barreling into their group, this one accompanied by moans and dead things. 

"Like I said before," Doris said. "We need to get the hell out of here. No time for the offices. Let's find an exit that's not swarming with dead things. Who knows if that's even possible at this point." 

Doris is renewed enough from her rest to at least pretend she's not tired, or in pain. Sophia takes her hand like normal and together, the duo gives each other courage and strength. "This way," Doris points, heading them deeper into the school.