[i]Day 2 morning[/i]

Shifts were taken throughout the night.  When it was Dallen's turn, he watched the dead on level 1.  He watched them until he noticed a few patterns.  They were attracted to the various blinking lights.  When no people were around, the undead seemed to just stay in place. He rewound the tape of Elizabeth's escape, clenching his teeth as he saw the chaos unfold again.  Then he noticed something he did not expect.  He rewound again, just to make sure.  There was a little girl, his daughter's age.  Her mother hid her into a low cabinet just before she was devoured by the dead.  That little girl is still in there!

With the morning came the sun.  The fog had seemingly disappeared completely, leaving the building in rays of sunlight.  The streets were littered with the dead, a massive amount of infected just wandering around aimlessly.  The comms stopped working again, and the group moral was very low.  

Dallen showed them all what he had found, and to his surprise he received mixed feelings on the matter.  Most thought it would be suicide, but Dallen was persistent.  In the end, a plan was made.  

[i]Noon[/i]

The doors to the lobby had been opened.  From the 35th floor, flares were shot out to the streets.  A lot of the dead inside the lobby began to follow after the distractrion, and when a good number were through, the doors locked again.  The rest would have to be dealt with up close.

Dallen and Briggs came down to the 32nd floor to speak with everyone.  It had been awhile since anyone heard word, but regardless, none of them were going to like what was about to be said.

"The situation is still the same," Briggs told everyone.  "Worse, actually.  We're looking for volunteers."  He would use his own security team, but unfortunately he and Steven were the only two not working the floor room.

"For what...?"  Buck asked.

[color=steelblue] "There's a little girl still alive on the first floor," [/color] Dallen told them.  [color=steelblue] "She's trapped.  We're going to get her, could use some back up."[/color]

A small outburst of emotion struck everyone, as an argument was beginning.  Briggs held his hands up and gave off a few yells to calm them all back to speaking level again.  "Does anyone volunteer, this poor little girl has been in a cabinet this entire time.  You think you had it bad, well now we all do.  We're not savages people, we were all civilized human beings 24 hours ago."

"It's not about being a decent human being," Buck fumed.  "There is a virus down there turning people into creatures!  What if it's airborne and you all bring it back up here?  The fog came for a reason.  It brought the virus."

[color=steelblue] "I was trapped outside on the balcony when the fog came," [/color] Dallen assured the man.  [color=steelblue] "I've breathed it in, and I'm fine.  As long as I'm fine, I'm going to try to get that little girl.  Will any of you help us?"[/color]

They looked around the room, it quickly turned eerily quiet.