Thanks for the reviews so far, heres another chapter:

"Plans get you into things, but you got to work your way out."

"How much ammo do we have?" Jimmy asked as Eric loaded the last of the bullets into the MP5.

"I've loaded twenty into the MP5," Eric replied," and seven into the Glock, but that's the last of it,"

"I found these," Jimmy said," for Colin's Rifle, you know where it is?"

"No," Eric replied.

He placed the box on the table and looked over at Cass, who was still watching the screens. They had been looking through every camera and had found no one else who looked sane, the lower floors had been completely overrun by the crazies now. The only way to reach their floor now was by elevator after they had blocked the doors and the only other area clear was the basement.

Eric had taken care of the two crazies down the hall, but they still had the problem of food and water. The restroom on the floor would provide some. They had one packet of cookies and some chocolate they had found in the staff room, but apart from that the only food they could see on the monitor was the front lobby where the vending machines were. Even with the ammo they had, their chances were slim of reaching it.

"I swear this piece of shit radio is busted again," Eric muttered, trying it again," this is Officer Eric Watson of the LAPD, I am in desperate need of assistance, does anyone copy over?"

There was no noise, not even static, he tried Colin's radio but it was the same.

"So what's the plan Officer?" Cass asked.

"We should stay here," he said," I know we need supplies, but if we try and leave, our chances of getting out are impossible at best,"

"Have you heard anything on the radio while you were downstairs?" Jimmy asked.

"There were a few distorted broadcasts," Eric said," nothing that would help us, the last transmission was just before you came and helped us, but I couldn't make it out,"

"The phones are still out," Cass said," is there no way to contact anyone?"

"Not that I can think of," Eric said," but we should make a signal on the roof in case there are choppers still passing over looking for people,"

"What about the army?" Jimmy asked," aren't they doing something?"

"The last military broadcast was last night," Eric said," they were deploying a perimeter around the city, sending in rescue teams, but as far as I know not one of them reached the police station to relieve it,"

"What happened at the police station?" Jimmy asked.

"I was out on a job when we got the call," Eric said," a gang had attacked it and officers were barricaded in the armoury, I was on my way back when those things attacked the truck and we had to bail out. There were ten of us when we got out of that truck, when we realised they weren't going down we tried to get back there on foot, but the bridge was thick with them. By the time we got here it was just me, Colin and Richard, who was killed by them on the stairs and went crazy like the rest of them,"

"Damm," Jimmy said," it's not looking too good is it?"

"Don't worry," Eric said," it's my job to protect civilians and that's what I'm going to do, those fucks are going to have to go through me first,"

Jimmy looked over at Mike, who was standing by the window and looking down into the street.

"How bad are things out there?" Jimmy asked.

"I haven't seen a car in over two hours," Mike said," and those things are massing in the streets now, from here there is at least a thousand."

"Things keep getting better," Jimmy said.

"So," Cass said," what's wrong with the radios?"

"I don't know," Eric said," These are meant for close range only and are supposed to be recharged at the end of every day, they have been on nearly twenty four hours now. Either the batteries are running low or…..,"

"…there's no one out there," Mike said, finishing Eric's sentence and sitting down at the computer.

"We cant be the only ones left," Jimmy said," there are much more secure places in the world than here, you know like military bunkers and stuff,"

"There will be people out there," Eric said," but unless they are within a close proximity there is no way to raise them on these things,"

"Hey," Mike said," look, its working!"

"What is?" Eric asked.

"The internet," Mike said," I've just logged on,"

"Maybe we can contact someone on there," Jimmy suggested.

"I'll try emailing HQ," Eric said," but they may not even be looking or have their computers switched on,"

Eric placed the machine gun against the wall and started work, looking for anyone that would reply.

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"Ant news?" Jimmy asked, looking out the window at the setting sun.

"Nothing," Eric said," the last news bulletin on this website was yesterday, since then no one has posted any updates,"
"Any ideas?" Jimmy asked.

"We have food for a few days at best," Eric said," there is a supermarket down the road, but there's no way we can get there without getting overrun. Even if we did, there's no way to get back inside,"

"So unless we don't plan on coming back," Jimmy said," we wont make it,"

"Ok here's the deal," Eric explained," if no one has come or we cant raise anyone on the radio by noon tomorrow, then we will make a break for it, we just don't have the food and water to stay here,"

"Where will we go?" Jimmy asked.

"I don't know," Eric said," wait here, I'm going to the bathroom, keep an eye on the monitors,"

Jimmy looked at the screens as Eric got up, Cass was in the corner reading some book and Mike was sitting by the table asleep, an empty cup next to him. All in all, the screens were mostly clear now, the undead had begun massing together in the main lobby although one or two were still wandering the upper floors. The security locks on the doors kept them safe for the moment, but wouldn't hold if those things decided to come in full force. He leant across the check for the Glock, but it was gone, Eric had probably taken it with him as his machine gun was still leaning against the wall where he had been sitting.

He flicked through the different areas of the building, the basement was still clear but there were three of the undead standing outside the doors leading down there. He switched to the camera watching the area he had gone to when he had restored the power but the screen was fuzzy. The monitor must have broken or something, but then something caught his eye on the screen outside the basement door, the things were banging on it as though someone was inside. He tried to look closer, but there was no way to see what was inside that door now that the monitor wasn't working in that area.

A bang echoed through the hallway and Jimmy jumped up, knocking over the machine gun, Cass looked over at him, her eyes wide in shock. Jimmy picked up the MP5 and cocked it as Eric came back into the control room.

"There was one in the bathroom," he breathed," there's no god damm cameras in there so we didn't know,"

"You get it?" Jimmy asked.

"It's toast," Eric said," I'm going to check every room up here to make sure they are clear, stay here with the others,"

Jimmy sat down at the screens, looking at the basement door which was now ajar and the crazies that were outside were no where to be seen. He lay the MP5 within arms reach and looked over to see what the others were up to, Mike was still asleep and Cass had gone back to reading.

"What you got there?" Jimmy asked.

"It's a leaflet for a new restaurant," she said," the opening tonight, but I guess they wont be getting many customers now,"

Jimmy watched on the screens as Eric went from room to room with the Glock, but they didn't hear any more gunshots. By the time he had come back, it was dark outside.

"I found these," he said, placing a bag of sugary sweets on the table," it's not much, but it might keep us going a bit longer,"

"I'm gonna get some sleep too," Jimmy said, looking at Mike.

"Ok," Eric said," I'll take the first watch, I'll wake Mike up at six tomorrow morning,"

Jimmy sat on one of the chairs and used his jacket as a pillow, as he sat in the dark he could hear the buzzing of the screens and every now and then he heard a page turn from Cass. Outside, in the night the sounds of cries for blood rose up to the window and kept him awake for hours. Eventually he fell asleep, but his dreams were plagued with the hellish sounds from outside, he hoped that the next day would bring them some luck.