[b][u]Dead in the house: 0
Dead on the streets: 16
Dead in the apartment building: 7[/b][/u]

[b]Jagred[/b]
The room Jagred climbed into had one window on the alley side where he had climbed into, and two on the street side to Jagred's right. There were three mobs in the room, two scrabbling vaguely at one window, trying to get to the truck drowning out all other sound, and one half way through the other window, which was smashed out. The front door to the apartment was hanging wide open, visible down a hall to his left. 

[b]Charlotte[/b]

"No," she said, "Look," sure enough, her guardian angel had gotten to a fire escape and made it up and out of harm's way. "You're right, though. I'll tell you what, you help get him to safety. That'll make you and me square, and him and I square too. Either that or gimme some bullets. I bet if we cut through the back yards we won't run into anything while the deads are busy over there."