The first night in the safe room, none of them were really able to sleep. Not with the screaming and snarling coming from the Infected outside the doors. They weren't so sure if the room was really safe, but the steel doors seemed to hold the Infected back pretty well.

"Man, there is nothing to eat in here," Dante moaned as he closed the freezer for the forty-third time. "And I'm starving."

"There is actual food in there, Dante." Vergil looked up from the book he found under a recliner. "Just because it isn't pizza, tomato juice, or beer doesn't mean that it isn't food. You have a microwave, there are canned goods, a can opener, plates, and a sink. Use what you have."

"Thanks, Mom." Dante grunted. He pulled out a bottle of orange juice out of the fridge and sniffed it. "Ugh. I hate this stuff." But he downed it anyway, not bothering to pour it into a cup.

"Just be thankful this stuff is here." Liv pushed him out of the way so that she could get to the fridge. "And it's not all expired which means this one was assembled in the past two weeks." She opened the meat drawer of the fridge and grinned as she found sandwich meat. "I'm going to make a sandwich. Cat, you want one?"

"No thanks," Cat said. "I'm good."

"Suit yourself. But don't complain to me when your growling stomach sets off a horde." She waved the butter knife at Cat. She turned to the other occupants of the room. "Vergil, Nero, do either of you want a sandwich?"

"Yeah, sure." Nero said into the table. He had his head resting on it, after slamming it down on the hard surface a few times when they first got into the room. "I'm starving."

"Yes," Vergil said. "Thank you."

Cat got up from her seat on the recliner, only to have it taken by Dante. She sent one angry glare at him before opening the cabinets. "Score!" She snatched a can off the shelf and proceeded to open it.

"What made you so excited?" Liv glanced over. "Spaghetti-O's. Nice."

"Dude, I've been craving Spaghetti-O's. Now, if I'm lucky…" She opened the freezer to see that it was filled with assorted frozen dinners. She went through them and found what she wanted. "God loves me today." She held up a box of Stouffer's Beef Macaroni with a wide grin.

Liv only shook her head. "You're a dumbass."

Cat stuck her tongue out at her best friend. "Whatever."

The guys could only marvel at the way the women interacted. Words that were usually taken with offense were used lightly as jests. If only society could interact that way, it might have been more successful.

"If you want your sandwiches, you'll get off your lazy asses and come get them. But we all need to talk." Liv sat down on the table. "We're going to have to leave this room tomorrow morning."

"Why?" Dante asked as he fiddled with his guns. "We've got what we need to survive in here."

"Between the five of us, maybe for a few days, a week at most." Liv opened the fridge and cabinets to make her point. "This place was made for only a couple people at best."
"I don't know about you, but I want to find a shower." Cat pulled her food from the microwave and sat next to Liv. "I'm still smelling Boomer bile. And I know it's not just me."

"You four reek," Nero interjected as he took a big bite of his sandwich. "I'm not trying to be mean, but it can't be good for the stealth factor."

No one objected to his point. So the plan was made to leave the safe room at dawn. They made sure their things were ready to go before going to sleep after dinner.

Vergil served as their alarm clock, as he always woke up fifteen minutes before dawn. As soon as he was up, he roused the rest of them and they ate breakfast before getting ready to leave.

"Goddamnit, back the hell off!" Cat snapped at one of the Infected that tried to reach through the bars of the window on the door. That particular Infected ate lead for breakfast that morning. She removed the steel bar that held the door shut and kicked it open. And then she ran to the back of the group, and whistled innocently as if she had never been at the door. The rest of the group stared back at her and she shrugged. "What?"

They headed out of the safe room and down a short alleyway. At the end was a hole in the ground that led to the…subway system?"

"I didn't know Torrance had a subway system." Cat stared down the hole, looking a little perplexed. "Nor did I think that the Lexington's house was that far from the hospital."

"I wouldn't be surprised if God found it funny to mess with us and change the layout of the city while we were in the safe room." Liv shot at an Infected that tried to climb out. "So I guess there's a lot of things about Torrance we didn't know existed."

Without warning, Dante jumped down the hole and began firing away. Vergil sighed and jumped in after his brother. Cat pushed Nero down the hole and then used Dante as a landing pad. She found a passage down the side of some stairs and she snatched a pipe bomb some previous survivor had left. She set it and threw it down the passageway.

"They go after pipe bombs?" She fired a single shot into a nearby Infected's head as she watched nearly twelve of the zombies gather around the pipe bomb as it beeped. The beeping grew more rapid before it went off and there was a cloud of red mist as they were blown to smithereens.

Liv was first down the passage after the way was clear, and she leapt into the air vent that Cat fell into behind her. "Real nice going there, Cat."

"Shut it," Cat aimed between Liv's legs and shot a couple more of the zombies who were approaching Liv from behind.

It was then they heard a familiar gurgling noise. "Oh hell no." Cat ducked to one end of the air vent and Liv went to the other. "Do you see it?" She asked Liv.

The blonde shook her head. "No. But it must be close enough. It might even be above us. The guys are still up there."

"There it is." Cat pointed out the vent at the Boomer that went right past them and towards the stairs. It spotted them in the vent, but Cat's guns were aimed at it and it did some sort of weird zigzag path backwards up the stairs. "It just did some sort of maneuver and went upstairs."

"Is it going to come back for us or go after them?"

As soon as Liv finished speaking, they heard a gunshot and then a loud boom, followed by Nero's angry voice. "You guys didn't tell me it fucking exploded!" His exclamation was soon followed by two sounds: the twins' laughter and the sound of the rapidly approaching horde. Liv held a finger to her lips and Cat nodded.

The Infected that raced through the vent ignored the women on both ends, rushing up to the youth who was covered in Boomer bile.

"What are you doing, Nero?" Came Vergil's sharp voice. "Don't come any closer…I swear, boy, I will disembowel—Damnit!"

"That's just cruel, kid." Dante groaned. "Thanks. So when we all die, we'll personally make sure you suffer for it."

"You're not going to die, old man." Nero's gun went off multiple times. "You're too stubborn to die."

Dante suddenly landed in the vent with a loud thud. "I didn't know that was there." Vergil landed in top of him, falling just as suddenly.

The twins had just managed to move out of the way before Nero came down, landing more gracefully. He had seen the two just fall down, so he knew something was there. "Graceful," He commented as he watched Vergil dust himself off.

"Come on," Liv pushed the guys out of the way as she exited the vent. Cat pushed them the other way as she followed. They went down the stairs and there was the sound of another horde approaching. "Shit."

The horde came from the direction they needed to go and the only thing to do was defend themselves. Cat ducked into a ticket booth and shot out randomly at zombies. As soon as the horde was defeated, she moved out on to the open floor, discovering that her fellow survivors had all taken cover.

There was an odd noise that caused her to pause. "Do you—" She didn't need to finish her sentence as a loud shriek reverberated off the walls. A hooded Infected crawled into sight at the other end of the room.

"Now what the hell is it?" Dante grumbled. "First a Boomer, and now what the hell is this?"

It leapt at Dante, from across the room. He was startled and he punched it backwards. It seemed stunned for a moment, then it leapt at the next closest target: Nero. Following Dante's example, Nero punched it back and then began to run. The hooded Infected chased him. First he ran around the room, then he ran up the escalator. It ignored the other survivors and went solely after him, as if it was hunting him down.

They were on their way up, albeit casually, sure that Nero could take care of himself; when they heard him yell. "Get it off of me! Ouch! What the fuck, man?! Get it off!" They rushed up the stairs and Dante knocked it off of him. Half a dozen summoned swords flew past them and tore into the Infected, killing it.

"That would be a Hunter." Liv said as she helped Nero off the ground. "Or so I am calling it."

Cat glanced around. "So we're in the subway. My guess is that it's probably best to just to bone through here, not stopping unless we absolutely must."

Dante grinned. "I know another type of bone—" Cat shot him in his leg again. "Okay, I get it!"

And they did bone through there, just running, only taking out infected when it was absolutely necessary. Another Boomer threatened them as they passed through an abandoned subway train. Vergil shoved it back before allowing Dante to shoot it. None of them got any bile on them and the horde was not attracted to them. They made it out of the train to a staircase and up into a parking structure. It was a quick rush through the structure and up another flight of stairs into a room. There appeared to be no way to get on to the second level. Then Liv noticed a flashing light by a door.

"So, I think that a horde is going to appear when I press this button." She stood by the door.

"Everyone grab a Molotov," Cat said as she took one off the table and went to stand by a room with a hole in the floor. "Okay, Dante, your job is to watch the hole. Vergil, you get the window. Liv, after you start the door, get back in here and you are going to help me watch the door to this room. Nero, your job is going to be to hide behind the table the Molotovs were on and take care of the door we came in. Are we ready?"

"Ready." Was the reply.

"Do it, Liv!" She aimed at the door. Liv pressed the button and the door began to roll upwards, making a loud grinding noise. Nearly forty or so Infected came running into the room from the various entryways. Dante was having the time of his life as he took them out as they came through the hole in the floor. "Fire in the hole!" He shouted as he threw his Molotov down and stood back and watched as flaming zombies came flailing out of the hole and died on the floor.

After what felt like forever, the horde stopped and they made their way to the door and up to the second level of the room. They just ran through the building, as there weren't really any Infected to obliterate and out onto the street. A few infected challenged them, but they were easy to take out.

"Hey," Cat called out. "That car with the flashing light means it's alarm is set. Do not shoot it or touch it. In fact, stay the hell away from it. And that means you, Dante."

"I wasn't going to do anything stupid." He grumbled.

"If it goes off," Liv finished Cat's explanation. "There will be a horde coming after us. I can see a safe room in the pawn shop so let's just go on our way."

They crept cautiously towards the pawn shop, keeping clear of any and all Infected that they could. There were a couple that were dealt with quietly. They were in the pawn shop and four of them in the safe room when Dante looked back at them and grinned. He fired a single shot from Ebony and set off the car's alarm. Then he darted into the room, slammed the door and barricaded it all by himself.

Cat punched him in the chest. "You asshole! You could have gotten us all killed!"

"But I didn't!" Dante blocked her next punch. "And it wasn't all a dumbass move. Now think about it, if noise attracts the horde, the zombies have got to come from somewhere. So that should have effectively drawn them out of our way when we leave. Assuming they don't just go back, but I think they'll mill around there and wait for the next unlucky group of survivors."

"Sometimes, brother," Vergil said after they had all thought about it. "You are not as dumb as you look."