Isaac knew that zombies dont run, well, not like humans do. And so the hastened footsteps he heard below him (as well as the two gunshots) suggested someone was in the building with him. Wasting no time, Isaac grabbed his rucksack and stuffed all his food into the bottom, his spare clothes and towel etc going ontop. Popping two water bottles in the straps on the outside and all the candy and sweets he could into the front zipped-pocket - he grabbed his rifle and slung it over his shoulder. Taking his falchion from the ground, he stuck a lolly in his mouth and proceeded to heave the heavy furniture and items he had stacked against his door. The only way out now was down through the heart of the building.

When the door was finally clear he hesitantly turned the handle and pushed it ever so slightly open, waiting for something to happen for what felt like minutes but was in fact only seconds, Isaac finally snuck his head out and looked around. All clear, a few bodies around, but no walkers.

Stepping out he made his way towards the staircase, luckily it wasn't open plan and you had to walk through a door from the staircase for each level. Opening the door he peered into the dark silence, stepping through he closed the door behind him. Making his way down the concrete stairs he got two floors down when he reached a blockade of some kind, chairs, tables, cabinets all piled up against a door.

He heard the footsteps on the other side.

Human footsteps.
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