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[sub][indent][color=cyan]Location:[/color] Hallway, Stockbridge Academy[/indent][center][color=cyan]Interaction:[/color] Hallway Crew[/center][indent][right][color=cyan]Date:[/color] March 6th, 2019[/right][/indent][/sub]
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	Eerie. Eerie was the only thing that Alex could think of to describe these quiet, empty hallways as the group inched its way closer and closer to the cafeteria. There had been so much chaos when the 'zombies' started rising. So many people rushing around everywhere. But now the halls seemed dead silent except for the shoes on tile, the whispered words, that annoyingly and terrifyingly loud water fountain. Alex while keeping an eye out and listening to the others was more invested in trying to text his family after the discovery of better signal had been made. He held the phone in his hands hoping that it would vibrate, every so often sending another group text out. He had gained a little hope that he'd be able to reach them but his hope was yet again waning.

	Everyone's discussions around him were just causing him to feel more anxious. Kill or don't kill. Search the classrooms or focus on the cafeteria. Hope that a tv show was scientifically sound or just avoid the 'dead' altogether. Split up or stick together. Everything right now sucked. He had tried to debate with everyone what to do before but that only worked to get some of them to come along. All in all, he didn't feel as if getting into a discussion out in the middle of this school with who knows how many walking dead cannibals was a good idea. Until they could get somewhere 'safer' he was just going to do what he thought was best and hope that everything would work out.

	He turned to Elliot, [color=cyan]"I'm not a fan of splitting up so unless you say otherwise at least I'll come with you. If you say your fine I'm going straight to the shop class for some protection. This many people can't stay safe with just a few table legs."[/color] He looked at the rest of the group. There were very few table legs and so many of them. If anything happened someone would likely be screwed. Whether they could bring themselves to attack their former classmates and teachers didn't matter to him. They at least needed more to be able to protect themselves. Before he looked back to Elliot he checked his phone again before begrudgingly putting the source of his hope and anxiety into his pocket.[/color]