[color=cyan][center][h2]Cole Anderson[/h2][/center][/color]

Cole turned to Mike and nodded, breathing out slowly as he weighed the options in his head. If what he was saying was true, then they might have some chance to get out of the hotel. But where to then? He mentioned Moresby, but at this point that was merely speculation. [color=cyan]"Well that would seem to be our best escape route then, but I'm not so settled on driving straight into the city. Yes they may be holding out there, but what if these things [i]came[/i] from there? We could be walking into a death trap and we have no idea. And even if that isn't the case, I'm sure everybody in this resort had the same idea. Which means, those things out there are going to follow them to the city."[/color] Cole pointed at the zombies just outside the door, furthering his point. 

[color=cyan]"These things are attracted to people, they eat people, they don't seem the brightest but they damn sure are fast and scary. If we want to be safe, we should go somewhere where other people aren't. Which honestly, our best bet may be the beach. It's probably abandoned by now, maybe a few stragglers, but nowhere near the shit storm here. Plus, most of the people in the panic probably left a lot of supplies that we can survive off on until we get some help. My first priority is shelter and food, and once that gets established, maybe we can try to get some radio contact and signal for help, or find out the city is safe before we all go driving down there. I can't speak for the group, and frankly I don't care what you guys decide to do, but that's my plan and I'll gladly take the help of anybody who wants to come with. If some of you decide elsewhere, then good luck to you and hopefully we can all make it out of this alive."[/color]

Wow, that was a lot more talking than he thought he was going to do. Something inside of him just propelled him to voice his opinion, speak to the others, work together to survive like it was an instinct. It was like he was almost making it his job to make sure that they all got out of there alive and that he wanted them all to work together. And while some of the cast seemed less than willing or unstable at the moment, Cole knew they had to put aside their differences. It was us versus them, and if they started fighting among themselves then they'd have no chance. Although, he had a bad feeling that elsewhere the remaining human survivors would be turning on each other out of greed and a will to survive. If we didn't keep humanity in a time like this, what made us better than them?

Cole rubbed Charlotte's shoulder, trying to ease her a bit as he could clearly see he was looking tense. Although it seemed their opinions differed slightly, he hoped he could convince her to at least hold off going to Moresby for the time being until they knew more about it.He turned to Mike, leaning a bit closer and looking at the other survivors while he talked. [color=cyan]"So, we can get out of here using those cars, and we're working on where we're gonna go with those cars. But, there's also the problem of how the hell we're gonna get to the underground parking garage from here. Because, frankly, I don't think those kind gentleman on the other side of that door will let us by so easily."[/color]