BACK ALLEY. NORTH 21st STREET. PHILADELPHIA, PA. DAWN

CRACK

That was the sound of a skull being split in two, the thin metal blade of a climbing axe smashing through skin and bone as it burrowed its way to its gooey, pink destination. Jeremy Cooper pulled the tool back from the zombie's corpse with a smile as he rounded on his companion Ryan.

"That's five for me"
"Yeah, maybe if we're counting lifetime kills, kiddo" Ryan taunted "Even if we were counting the one you kicked off the bridge 4 blocks back, I'm still leading by two"
"Whatever Ryan. Day's still young yet" Jeremy replied as he waved the rest of their group forward and knelt down.

Andrew Connors led the way down the still-dark alley to regroup with the two young scouts.
"Ok everyone, we're finally inside the city. Eyes open and on alert from here on in. Shawn, you wanna run us down the plan?"
"Sure" He knelt down alongside Jeremy and unfolded a small penknife, which he used to scratch a map into the dirt.
"We're here" he began "There was a pharmacy here, just down this street, might be something useful still around. Gas station over here, couple more places like a pawn shop here, and a self-storage place back here. But the real target, the garage, is over here, on Pennsylvania"

"Ok, Mabel, take Fred and John, and hit the pharmacy and the pawn shop" Andrew said "Rest of us will move on the garage. We'll meet up at the gas station, and if we've got time, we could try the storage place before heading back to camp, any questions?"

Donny wisely stood his ground, but let everyone else risk their lives fighting the zombs. He didn't consider himself a coward, just smart enough not to fight every zomb they come across. As the others killed zombs Donny kept his eyes open for others sneaking around and any bandits who might be watching them. Zombs were dangerous in groups, but a single bandit with a gun could kill a whole crew with the element of surprise.

Occasially Donny would also stab his spear into the eyes of any zombs that was on the ground, just to make sure they were dead. Eventually Andrew started divvying up the party for seperate missions. Mabel, Fred, and John were heading towards the Pharmacy and Pawn Shop. There was a good chance that they wasn't anything there; those sort of places would be the first that gets hit for supplies. Not that the garage was going to be any easier, but at least the secure garage doors would ensure that a random Joe couldn't just open the door and loot the place. When Andrew asked for quests, Donny had one. "Yeah, I got one. When should we meet back at the gas station? In like an hour or two? And if the others don't show up, do we just go or what?" The possibility that the others may end up dead was very real, and Donny wanted to know what their plan in the event of that was going to be.