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[color=FF7C96]“The shop class is in the opposite direction.”[/color] Fitz shook her head at Alex, not liking the idea of splitting up between chem lab, cafeteria, and machine shop. [color=FF7C96]“We should stay together, even if we have to go to her locker first.”[/color]

Fitz looked back toward Elliot, letting her take lead.

She said it was a little over halfway down the hall, which meant they wouldn’t have to make that much of a diversion. She figured they could check the classrooms adjacent to Elliot’s locker, although she wasn’t quite sure how much noise she wanted to make. She had decided on the cafeteria so they had food for the next few days. Admittedly, Kaylee made a good point that the cafeteria would’ve been where a lot of kids ran to; unlike Fitz’s group who ducked to the right up a flight of stairs, not everyone was as lucky to get away from the scene. 

It had only been hours ago, but how many more... zombies? No. [i]Infected.[/i] How many more infected could there be since they hid in the upstairs teacher's lounge? The virus came like the flu, she knew that much from hearing it from the news, but the zombie-like symptoms were new. A highly contagious virus that apparently turned you into something that shouldn't exist. How awful. Fitz didn't really want to think about it. Things would end out fine once they cleaned up their plans and ran into other survivors. It was a weird word to use, but Fitz couldn't think of anything else. 

The worst part of it was when they did break free from the school what were they going to do? If the school went into lockdown over [i]this[/i] then it had to be five-hundred times worse on the outside.

[color=FF7C96]“We can figure it out once Elliot gets her shit. Kaylee... does have a point, but, one step at a time, alright?”[/color]








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