The thought of a black suit let alone a Kevlar vest made Marko squirm. He'd seen a couple of 'doomsday preppers' early on and all kitted out, he couldn't begin to imagine carrying that much gear with him, especially in this heat. To Marko's mind in the long term it'd run you down. He fixed his rucksack from rubbing uncomfortably on his lower back and with a deep breath picked up the pace coming up alongside Ray.

"Think we're gonna run into any Z's in this place?" He asked, curious as to whether she had scouted out the place already - not that it really mattered all the same. As they turned the corner the shop came into sight, Marko pointed and asked, "That the place?"

When they reached the shopfront itself, Marko followed Ray's lead after a moment to catch his breath. A lot of the windows had been boarded up and the higher ones blacked out. From what he could tell it didn't seem like anyone had even tried this place yet. Then again, did that mean there was a reason? They met back on the street side of the shop, "I think we should be careful, who can say for sure but the place could be crawling." He advised although he knew she was probably on the same wave length.

[i] "Ok, so how do you want to handle this?"[/i]

Marko took another glance at the building, eyeing it up and down - three floors and a flat roof. "You think there's a way in on the roof?" He hadn't seen any ladders or way of access but maybe Ray did. Rapping his knuckles off the planks that boarded up the doors like the windows, "We're going to make a hell of a lot of noise breaking our way in here." He took a quick scout of the surroundings for zombies, a couple of stragglers but for all they knew there could be a small herd just around the corner. "I don't see how we're getting Chief up there though." He caught Ray's look, "No." He proclaimed, "He's not staying out here."