"Are you fucking kidding me?!", Ali hissed lowly, gripping her gun tightly, whilst Kirby was at the window with his rifle, searching through the scope for the huge, muscled zombie.

"All clear, Kirby?", Jane quietly asked, reloading her ak-47, Poe doing the same with her combat shotgun. Julian remained in his corner, but was holding his submachine gun tightly in his hands, his knuckles turning white. Paige was perched on a desk next to an old bookshelf, fidgeting as her eyes darted from the window to the locked store entrance, her gun laying next to her and her hands fiddling with her paddle-bat. Kirby lowered his weapon and scratched his tiny goatee with the back of his free hand, turning back to face the group.

"Yeah, it's clear. Well, for us anyways. Tank's inside Kappel's for some reason, saw a horde runnin' at their windows too. 'Reckon there's some folks tryin' to get outta that mall.", he figured, placing his gun against the shelf and sitting next to Paige on the desk. Poe chipped in with a theory and the group began to converse, eagerly chipping in with their own ideas and suggestions. The only ones not participating in the group were, ironically, Ali and Julian. The former warily gazing out the window in search of a threat, the latter sitting in the corner scratching his slight stubble.

"Oh shit, Kirby you're right! There's people in there, I saw someone run along the balcony an' someone else by the front windows! We should go help 'em!", Ali cried in a mixture of surprise, distress and determination. The others seemed to heavily consider before Paige piped up with her logical decision

"C'mon guys, Ali's right! I mean, we've got a car if we need to get the hell out and the mall's probably got gas in it. We can't let more people die..."

The others shared a look then nodded, standing up and cocking their weapons, including Julian who huffed, then picked himself up off the floor with a low grumble.

"Okay then folks," Kirby called, shouldering a baseball bat. Quickly formulating a strategy with the group, He, Ali and Paige walked toward the doors. Jane, Poe and Julian were to wait for the signal from Paige, then make their way into their seven-seater. Any gas the trio found was for their car. It was a mission of rescue, scavenge and survival.

"Let's move out."