MOD NOTE – Write up is long, Alignment reveal is at the end OF 2ND POST BOLD.
“This way!” Archinerd shouted, fingers pointing toward the double doors Unagi & Izzy were guarding. “Got no choice, have to get down there.”
Without waiting for any sort of agreement, he kicked the doors open and burst into the hallway of walkers. With a roar and swing of his bat he connected “SPLAT”, the brain matter flew and sprayed the walkers around.
Holman saw what Archinerd was up to and quickly followed; flying into the hallway he slammed a crowbar on to a walkers shoulder, “Damn.” He muttered. The Walker reached out for his shirt. Holman sucked his gut back as he danced a step back. All the while, re-cocking his arm and letting loose and this time connecting into the walkers neck. The crowbar slashed through loosely hanging flesh. Bones cracked, head tilted, gravity pulled and it snapped off to thud on to the floor.
“We don’t even know what’s down there?” Vorret paused, as he saw the other survivors dash forward to clear a path.
“There’s a conference room down there, around the corner.” Bb2112 replied hustling forward to engage.
“How the hell did you see that?” Vorret replied, picking up his step, spiked bat in hand.
“Spotted it from the corner safety mirror down the hallway; you can barely make it out, but it’s there.” BB2112 said between swings.
Vorret looked at the safety mirror and sure enough he could just barely make out wide open hallways further down the line. “No walkers around the corner.”
“If we can get through these walkers, can hole up into that conference room; set up some kind of quick barrier.” Remus said.
A plan hatched, a destination. Some sense of safety no matter how tenuous was possible.
“Gonna help the back.” Lassr said as he turned and lumbered to the mass of zombies shuffling down the dimly light halls.
EL Guapo and Stessier were slamming doors, shoving chairs, furniture anything not bolted down to give the guys up front some space and time. Slowly retreating doing their best to keep overwhelming odds from breaking free. Lassr shoved himself next to them just in time to crush a Walkers skull.
Chaosraven, glanced back and saw that the rearguard were ceding ground quickly. He strode forward, axe ready when something to the right caught his eye: 3 IV rolling stands. An idea zipped through mind. “Yeah. Righteous.” He said to no one as he grabbed the first one. Just then a walker came into view arms raised. Chaosraven swung the stand over on its rollers, momentum and force lifting it mid swing launching it so that it rammed into the walker’s chest.
CRACK! The momentum carried, Chaosraven dug in his lanky, long legs and pushed for all he could.
CRACK! The makeshift lance had punched through the first Walker and had ripped into a second walker. Redoubling his effort, neck muscles bulging; he summoned the force and strength to push forward.
CRACK! The sound snapped through the hallways as the third zombie was shish-kabab’ed.
The momentum had done enough as a crease opened up, an advantage created. Punisher slipped through the opening to flank a walker quickly cutting it down. Moliere followed as a swing and a hit crushed another walker’s head.
Minutes later, the living had claimed the conference hallway from the dead. The survivors gasping for breath.
“He was right. Look!” Unagi gestured as he leaned over, hands on his knees. Desperate to catch his breath. “Look!” True enough a large conference room was feet away. Large glass windows circled the conference room, and provided a clear view to the outside world’s gritty gray overcast clouds. Even better were the many white cubicles filled with furniture: Plenty to fashion a barricade.
Isgrinmur saw the possibilities. “Let’s get some barricades going guys.” Not a moment to lose; everyone swung into motion. Several went to help the rearguard while the others dodged in and out of rooms; dragging objects out for the barricade.
They were just in time, because as valiantly as the rearguard was fighting, they were losing and losing badly. The herd was close to overwhelming them.
“Get your asses back here. Hallway’s clear.” Chaosraven yelled to them.
The three of them took quick steps back, pivoted and started sprinting. As they cleared the double doors Remus West and Scoop slammed them shut.
Chaosraven slammed one IV stand and then the other one between the door handles. Meanwhile the rest quickly dragged all the furniture to block the doors. A solid barricade swiftly appearing. Safety achieved, for now.