"Pshhh, holy shit," Michael laughed as he saw Izzy approach him with her mask of choice. The thing was completely badass, and on top of that it would serve the protective purpose Michael had in mind. He gave her a thumbs up before turning his attention to his dragon blade, brandishing it. Michael was instantly reminded of the assassin Daud, and immediately his adrenaline and quick thinking came rushing back. He and Izzy were two badasses, they were going to be unstoppable in this rising hell.

Walking down the malls girsly corridors, Michael noticed what had gotten Izzy nervous. Flickering lights. Along with the filthy walls, it seemed that sirens would start blaring any second to signal the approach of the Otherworld. He noticed something else though. Patterns. The flickering seemed to come in specific intervals. 

"See the way they flicker on and off? Looks like a code, Morse code I'm guessing. Unfortunately.... I have no fucking idea how to decipher it."

Damn. English, Spanish, German, and some French under his belt, and Michael was getting stumped by lights. Typical.

"You have any idea what it-"

Michael suddenly pushed Izzy aside, out of the way of a zombie doing some hugging motion in an attempt to grab her. Shit. These things could be quiet. Thankfully though, Michael managed to shove this zombie away with enough force to knock it down. Unfortunately, there were more following this one.

"Well shit... come on, I think I heard voices this way."

Michael pointed to to a clothing store. He could make out two figures in the store, one of them pointing down a walkway. 

(The guys he noticed are Jen and John by the way)