"Yeah, that's a good plan," Ally said, barely realizing she was going in the direction of her home.  She didn't even think about going home.  She slapped her forehead, feeling dumb for not considering it.  "We grab some things from my place and leave," Ally said, then thought about it.  Should they stay in her apartment and hope for the best?  Maybe team up with others?  Wait for the military?  She shook her head, unsure of what to do.

"It's so... quiet," Ally murmured, looking around.  She turned around to see the street they left behind.  No crowds traveled along that route anymore, only a few zombies lingered.  "Uh, Nick, do you think they see us?" Ally asked.  Their distance of about 300 feet made her feel somewhat comfortable, but she didn't know how fast they were or how much stamina they had.