"Yeah I can hear you! Oh wait, he doesn't hear me..." Chester said with a bit of hope. He turned on the flashlight again and directed it to the CCTV as a signal that he got the message. "Book shop... It's right across... but damn there's a lot of zombies." He took out the knife he got from the store he used to work in and held it tightly. He checked if there were many zombies through the glass. "Fair amount... but I need to get there real quick." Chester said to himself. He readied himself. "This might be it."

He opened the door and ran as fast as he could only to remember that the floor's wet. When he reached the book store, he fell on his back and shouted out of pain. "Oh shit. This isn't good." said Chester when he noticed that he got the attention of some zombies. He stood up as fast as he could even if he was in pain. He opened the door of the book store and pushed the shelves of books to the front door. The door was shut tight and the zombies seems to have lost track of me. He went ahead and started finding the phone. "Back wall of the book shop, back wall of the book shop..." He kept reminding himself. He saw it. Right there. He never felt this much happiness. "Fuck yes!" He shouted out of joy. Little did he know there was an undead in the shop with him too. He picked up the phone and said, "Andy, it's me. The guy earlier. Chester's my na-" He was then grabbed by another zombie. This time he managed to kill the zombie with more ease than he did earlier. It only took him two stabs this time. He then picked up the phone that was hanging by the wire. "Andy, you there?