Nighshift 63: Ames Street

[fourstonewalls]

[from here]

They were passing houses, now, and it was time to stop running. There wasn't anywhere completely out of sight of any of the houses -- the best they could do was a tall hedge separating two driveways. Lana stepped off the road and into its shadow. She was panting, and she rested her head in her hands for a moment while everyone else collected nearby.

"We should decide where we're going now. We don't want to attract any more attention downtown than we have to." She took a deep breath, and her head swam. Focus, Skye. "I'd like to take a look at the records at the police station," she whispered, and waited to see if there was any objection.

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[dualistic]

They'd finally made it, and Lana even found them some cover. Harvey stopped and worked on catching his breath, but his muscles were achy and sore from all that running. When he glanced over his shoulder it was clear that they hadn't been followed by anything, which was pretty remarkable. Maybe those birds preferred to stay near the institute.

He didn't hear any moaning yet, nor was there that telltale dragging sound of a rotten body pulling itself forward, so it seemed that the zombies hadn't figured out they were here yet. They were probably closer to the main street, anyway. Regardless, a group of four relatively healthy humans was going to grab their attention soon.

Harvey was glad that the police station was the first place mentioned, since that was exactly where he wanted to go. He was surprised that Leanne had been there too, but at least it meant there were two reliable sources. "Yeah, they have a cabinet they keep it all locked up in. We break that open and we've got first pick of whatever's there." It didn't seem like any of the other patients had thought to run this way, after all.

"First we need to get past those zombies, though." He turned to look at Leanne and Zero specifically, since as far as he was aware both of them were relatively new. "Don't let them bite you." With that, he focused his attention on Lana. "We ready to go?" They couldn't put together much of a plan when none of them were armed. The main thing was, as he'd said, trying to dodge those things.

[fourstonewalls]

"Ready as I'll ever be." She smiled, and took a deep breath. "I expect we'll have no trouble arming ourselves, when we get there." When was said evenly, with no particular emphasis; they were all nervous, and they needed reassurance. It helped, even if she knew she was lying.

"Just a few pointers. On most handguns, the safety is here," she said, cocking one gloved hand like a gun and gesturing with the other. "Never point one at anything you don't plan to shoot, and try not to tense up. Got that?" She nodded, looking for all the world like they were walking into a clean, controlled firing range, and not unarmed into a war zone, and walked off.

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