[b]St. Albert's Catholic Church, Basement Level[/b]

Will rolled his eyes at the people talking at him and volunteering him to explore the place. “I’ll stay here… in case we get overrun.” He commented though the truth of the matter was that Will didn’t want to make noise and if other people were he wanted to be near an exit. He didn’t care about anybody or anything else other than survival. 

Looking up to Henry and Fleur, “You two be careful up there.” 

Peter Simpson sighed at Will as he shuffled his hands in his pockets before looking to Matthew and Connie. “Good thinking, kid.” He stated as the comment about using the laptops light was better than anything he had. The only flashlight he could recall himself having had died about a week back and that was in his car a few miles down so it was good that they had somebody thinking of light. 

Turning his glance to Connie, he smiled widely. While she was useful, the power was dead in the entirety of downtown right now so Peter wasn’t sure how much she could be utilized. But he liked the company for sure. “Let’s go take a look then.”

It was then the three would go into the dark basement to make out a desk and a radio of somesort. Peter was thankful, though it seemed that the radio had a distinct lack of ‘working’ when they approached it. The desk outside of that was filled with some shipping manifests as well as an old broom leaning against it. Otherwise it looked like most of the basement had been ransacked: the drawers and file cabinets were empty of useful tools and there were no batteries to be found or anybody alive… or dead.

“Damn it, it’s broken.” Peter sighed before he looked over to Connie and handed her the radio; “Is there a way you can fix this thing?” 

In the dark, even with the laptop light would make it difficult to do anything with the radio.

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[b]St. Albert's Catholic Church, Main Floor[/b]

Richard Levitski kept his wits about himself as he looked to Ellie. This is why he wanted to become a police officer—protecting people. “Richard… my names Richard.” He divulged, earlier he had only been designated as ‘Officer Levitski’ but here he gave his name out to the girl, maybe to reassure her or simply because in high school he was never any good with girls. It was no different now, even with his police academy training and the week of duty he had gone through—that same knot he’d feel in his stomach was present now.

“You don’t have to worry about anything.”

Whilst Officer Levitski talked to the girl, Will on the other hand was going through the motions of the church itself—double checking the bathrooms for any sort of items—but the only thing he found was a matchbox and a glass cup; he took the matchbox.

“Checking out the Kitchen, Levitski.” Will said with a complete lack of care.

 “Alright, be on alert.” Levitski said as he diverted his attention from Ellie for a brief moment.

As Will passed by one of the women—the scientist girl who had commented earlier, he spoke again. “Keep an eye on the windows, we need to pay attention if anything is coming.” The comment felt more of an order as he passed her and went into the Church’s kitchen area.