Deep in thought, my hardened glare was fixed on the steel wall of the air vent, as if it would bare an answer to my unasked questions. My thoughts and the sounds of the undead were all that surrounded me daily, since the outbreak. No sign of life anywhere that I had checked. I only hoped that, regardless who it may be, that I would find a living companion. 

My thoughts were abruptly interupted by a clatter that arose from down the air vent. My heart began to race with a dangerous mixture of fear and excitement. From what I had seen, these creatures did not have the capibility to climb or even run. They were so dense, in fact, that they did not recognizie my presence until I had past by them. One could run through a whole horde of them if they made sure not to brush against them. So, the thought that one of them had managed to climb up into the air vents did not seem probable to me. However, many unbelieveable incidents had occured over the last two days. I had to be cautious. 

Tightening the grip on my axe, I slowly crawled towards the source of the noise, in hopes that it would be another human. Staff or student, it didn't matter. I just needed to know I wasn't alone in this. 

I stopped crawling once I had gotten to where I assumed the clatter had come from. In a meek and rather quiet voice, I called out, "Is someone there?"