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With every strike, weight and force amplified by the plate tethered to his knuckles, Elijah could see the person's face cave in a little bit more, visible features replaced with crimson mush and a thick flow of ruby fluid. Every hit connected with a grunt of effort, signifying intent. In seconds, the body was still and unmoving. Near him, a few more straggling bodies moved in his direction, but were cut off by another person, a woman gripping a bar in her hand. Her voice was tinged with the elegance of a French accent and she called to another woman following her to stay back, then proceeded to swing the weapon in her hand. His eyes followed the shower rod as it connected against the side of one of the bodies, a gray-skinned woman, who retaliated with a swing of her own.

Elijah got to his feet and made for another straggler, keeping them at bay as the other woman held her ground. Staring down its bared teeth and open wounds, he could see the horde down the hallway, crowded together. Just loud enough were the sounds of Toto's "Africa", however tinny it sounded at the time, coming from a phone on the ground. Judging by where the song was, there was a small amount of time left, but all time would be gone when the gunshots started.
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[color=darkkhaki]"What is that?"[/color]

The kid smiled, brandishing it in front of himself. [color=green]"You know what it is."[/color]

[color=darkkhaki]"We're not supposed to have those. Ms. Forrester's gonna get mad!"[/color]

[color=green]"She won't get mad if she doesn't know. Just relax."[/color]

He stared into the end as his thumb carelessly slipped through the hold. The other heard a click.
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The bullets ripped through the stragglers coming up around all of them in the hallway. Elijah ducked instinctively, covering his ears. When it stopped, he dropped his hands, hearing another man's voice from down the opposite of the hall.

"Hey! Over here!"

Elijah turned and saw the man, who was dressed in a security outfit. His thoughts instantly went to the message he heard over the intercom, remembering the voice. This was the person who called out to the survivors.

"Come on, hurry!" the man exclaimed, waving over to the group. "Let's go! Now!"

[color=fff79a]"Mallory!"[/color] Elijah heard the woman exclaim as she pointed towards the security door. The other woman, who Elijah assumed was this 'Mallory', began shuffling toward the horde, only to be pulled towards the door by her partner, who then lunged for the door to hold it open. Past the window, he could see an older man reach for something. The woman in the doorway looked as she pinned the doors open, calling out to him with an outstretched hand. [color=fff79a]"S'il vous plaît ne pas!"[/color]

Mallory had slowed down, barely covering any distance as she shuffled quietly towards the door. Elijah turned around to the blonde-haired woman behind him, herself still being in the doorway to the stairwell. With as much as he could, he struck the crazed monster he tangled with, knocking it to the ground. In the distance, the crowd began to move towards the area where he and the rest were currently. Immediately, he sped to the doorway and grabbed the woman's hand.

[color=darkkhaki]"The security door's open,"[/color] he said, short of breath. He began to pull her out of the doorway and towards the security door. [color=darkkhaki]"We don't have time to wait; just get to the door! I'll get the other one!"[/color]

He let go of the blonde-haired woman's hand and ran to the opposite wall, stopping just in front of Mallory. [color=darkkhaki]"Come on, lady, we have to move right now. Follow me and [b]do not[/b] let go,"[/color] he told her, grabbing her by the hand and leading her towards the door. Beyond the window, he could see the older man fumbling with the controls, putting two and two together with the woman holding open the door. With a free hand, he reached out to attempt to get his attention.

[color=darkkhaki]"Hold the fuck up, man, we've got survivors!"[/color]