Michael heard a scream. Screams usually meant either pain or fear... or just a really good surprise. Either way, none of these things were ever a good sign in a zombie apocalypse, so Michael went to go investigate.

"Ok, usually this type of 'lone scout' expeditions end up with the person getting eaten," he told Izzy, "Mind following me along? Cover me in case I get jumped?"

Not waiting for her to answer, he headed in the direction of the scream. It just so happened that the clothing store had another entrance in the opposite direction of the one he and Izzy had gotten through. That wasn't good. A few zombies had already gotten through, and worse still, they were about to gang up on a blonde who had fallen. Michael ran quickly up to the shutters and slammed a button to get them to close before running back to a zombie nearest to the girl, running his blade through its forehead. Pulling it out, he tossed the corpse towards the oncoming group, stumbling them for a few short moments. 

"Up!" He shouted to the girl as he reached out his hand to help her up.