I would peek up through the peephole in the door to see if sunlight had peered through yet. It was important to get out and survey the surroundings to get a better idea of the scale of the situation. There were small maps of the area that were in the room. However, they would not do as good for this situation. Many details would have to be added. Where were the piled of infected. Where was Rais' outpost? How many soldiers does he have, does he have other outposts? The list goes on and on.
When the light finally broke through the blinds the comms system kicked on. "Blackbird, be advised, your targets location is still unknown, the 'eyes in the sky' have not fixed on his location." said the system. "Roger, I will attempt to do a manual observation of the city, maybe find some survivors," I said through the radio. "Reports indicate that you are suppose to be the only living thing in the city, but be careful, we have reason to believe the GRE is covering up something more, continue with observation and report any survivors as they are picked up, Nest out," the radio then shut off.
I prepared myself to step through the safety door. I went through the door and made sure to lock it behind me. I then walked up the stairs. I walked up another flight of stair to get to the second floor. There was binoculars and a few telescopes that I could use that were left behind. I picked up the binoculars and peaked out the window on the second floor. To my north was a large apartment complex with two large buildings. To the east was a soccer field that was partially out of view and blocked by debris.
Huts and shacks lined the areas between roadways. The overpass went right above most of the houses. To get familiar with the area would mean taking a step outside and walk around. This may sound crazy during the zombie apocalypse, but it was a must if I needed to know where to go. There were maps of the area but they only served as a rough view of overhead.
A flash of light caught my attention. The door at the bottom of one of the complexes opened up. Out of the door came three people. They were all running out and down the stairs. They jumped on top of the buildings and leapt between them.
The way that they wandered around the landscape reminded me of parkour team. There were many leaps and bounds over objects as they went. This must be how so many survivors are still alive. I admit that I am not as nimble as they are. However, I have more ammunition and weapons than the entire city of Harran most likely.
I walked back down to the safety door, unlocked it, and then locked it back behind me. I got on the radio to call up headquarters but there was no answer. I feel that it could be necessary to meet up with the survivors in the complex.
There was no answer. This would have to be my own judgment call. The fact that there were other survivors would mean that I could learn a lot more about the situation.