Tamari looked at me as if I was completely insane as a clambered down the side of the water tower.
"Relax, I'm almost positive this will work" I grinned, saying it more for my benefit than hers.
I made my way down to the main output pipe which jutted out over the roof. Then, holding on to the tower as best I could, I began jumping, trying to dislodge the pipe. After about 2 minutes I could feel the pipe budging, that and my feet were getting wet.
"Almost got it!" I yelled up to her, she cautiously peered over the edge, looking slightly worried.
I jumped some more, then without warning the pipe gave way, sending me dropping as water gushed out, forcing the "things" away from us. I managed to grab hold of what was left of the pipe before I fell, just. As the flow began to die I looked up at Tamari.
"Piece of cake" I said, mean while thinking how close that was to me dying…
as we scrambled down the tower, we looked around, the things had been pushed away a decent amount, giving us time to move places. Once we both reached the bottom I grinned at Tamari, next thing I knew, her hand instantly made contact with my face.
"What the…!" then she hugged me
"don't do that again you moron… got it!" she pulled herself away
"yeah, sure… it worked though didn't it?" she crossed her arms and shot daggers with her eyes, then her face dropped along with her body language.
"Yeah, I s'pose… just don't do it again… how am I… I mean what would I of done if you died… you maybe lazy but at least you can survive…" she complemented me, for the first time I remember she actually complemented me. I smiled back
"Rodger that. Anyway, come on we gotta move before, whatever they are, comes back." She nodded in agreement as we headed back inside, weapons at the ready.
The upper level corridors were deserted. Not a soul, living or dead, in sight. We lowered our weapons and looked around.
"Where is everyone?" Tamari asked, almost confused
"I don't know, and to be honest I'm not sure I want to know…" I said, glancing over my shoulder. Just then we heard the loudest "YEEHAAA!" we'd ever known. Looking in the direction it came from we began sprinting, it sounded so familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. We reached the staircase and headed down, as we entered to corridor a lad, about the same age as me wielding a hammer and a hockey stick was stood there, having the time of his life.
"Masaru?!" I stood there astonished, the class nerd, the one who was always quiet, keeping to himself and playing his games, was stood smashing in the heads of the undead and loving it.
The world I once knew really was over…