30 minutes later they had a plan to use a fire hose kept on the roof for emergencies and blast their barricade using the force of the water to turn the tables they used into weapons, effectively creating a barrier to push the infected back, allowing them an escape route.
They positioned themselves strategically. Takashi, with a newfound determination in his eyes, took control of the fire hose with Toshiro behind him to act as support, aiming its nozzle towards the center of their barricade. "When I give the signal," he shouted over the rising cacophony of the infected's groans, "blast the water at full force. We want those tables flying into them!"
Rei, checking the equipment, gave Takashi a nod of understanding. The atmosphere was thick with tension, every heartbeat, every breath echoing in their ears. "NOW!" Takashi yelled, and Toshiro turned on the hose.
A powerful jet of water shot out, striking the barricade. The tables, now weapons, catapulted forward, knocking several infected off their feet and creating chaos among the group. As this is going on we cut to the infirmary where the school nurse and her student assistant have been trying to help those that got bit at the moment the student assistant currently putting down another infected they had been trying to help while the nurse Shizuka Marikawa ponders about what is happening "What a bother…i can't get through to the police or the firestation." she brings a gloved finger to her chin as she continues to think out loud, "Even after patching them up, the bitten still end up dying. And those who die from bites change into the undead…it's just like a Romero movie."
"THIS IS NO TIME TO BE TAKING IN THE SIGHTS!! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE, SHIZUKA-SENSEI!" the student assistant shouts, turning to look at her. Shizuka then climbs on her stool to start gathering as many supplies as she can. " Just wait a moment. I have to take what I can with me…" the window behind the student begins to crack as he shouts back "HURRY!!" The windows shatter as the infected storm the room busting down the door along the way.
The student assistant stands in front of Shizuka with an IV pole as his weapon, his frame shaking his fear is evident as he protects the nurse, Shizuka looks back, eyes wide, as she hurriedly throws medical supplies into a bag. The sound of approaching undead intensifies, their guttural groans echoing through the broken windows. As the infected shamble forward the student assistant is quickly overwhelmed "GWAAAAH! SENSEI! RUN…" he screams as one of the infected takes a chunk out of his arm, Shizuka eyes wide in shock, points at the boy, "aah…aaah! Uuuh…what's your name again?" he looks back at her desperation in his eyes "huh…?" he utters before being pulled to the ground.
The infected, not feasting on the boy, start to make their way to Shizuka who stumbles backward, knocking over medical equipment in her panic. Her usual dazed expression is replaced with sheer terror as she realizes the direness of her situation."EE…Ho…Hold it just a minute…" The approaching undead's shadowy figures move closer and closer, their hands outstretched and mouths open wide, ready to sink their teeth into the nurse. In that split second, the usually daydreaming and laid-back Shizuka realizes the gravity of the situation. The room, filled with the scent of antiseptics and blood, starts to close in on her. Time seems to slow, and the cacophony of the undead drowns out all other sounds.
Then, an unexpected sound rings out: the crack of hardwood hitting skulls and bodies hitting the floor
Behind the fallen bodies stands the purple haired girl from before she makes her way towards the somehow still alive student assistant, she kneels in front of him as he sits against the wall. "I am captain of the kendo club, Saeko Busujima." she puts her hand on his good shoulder "second year, what's your name?" she asks, he coughs up some blood as he answers, "Kazu…Ishii…"
Shizuka makes her way over to the two "Ishii-kun you protected Marikawa-Sensei well. I salute your courage…" She scans his multiple bite marks, " you know what happens to those who get bitten, don't you?" she looks eyes with him as she goes on. "Do you want your family and Friends to see you like that? If you'd rather not, then though I haven't murdered anyone before…i will help you." she states he coughs again as he shakily replies "P…Please.." he smiles Shizuka steps forward with concern and conversion on her face, "huh? Wait! What are you..?" she trails off as Saeko holds up her hand, "you may be a nurse, but i'll have to ask you not to interfere." she starts as she stands up, "protecting a man's honor…" She continues as she raises her bokken over her head and brings it down on Ishii's head. The sound of the wooden bokken connecting with flesh reverberated through the room, a sickening, yet merciful thud that echoed the severity of their situation. The quiet that followed was interrupted only by the muffled cries of the infected outside and the steady dripping of water from a broken pipe.
Shizuka, her face drained of color, stared at the fallen Ishii, her lips quivering. "That was... that was necessary," she whispered, more to herself than to Saeko.
Saeko, with a solemn look on her face, gently cleaned her bokken on a piece of cloth. "He deserved a dignified end," she remarked, her voice unwavering.
The purple-haired girl then turned to face Shizuka, her gaze determined. "We have little time. We must gather any medical supplies you deem essential and leave. The sounds from our altercation have likely attracted more of them."
Shizuka, still in a daze, nodded slowly. "Right... essential supplies." With renewed purpose, she quickly grabbed bandages, antiseptics, painkillers, and a few other medical items, shoving them into her bag.
We then see Kouta Hirano opening a door to an empty woodshop class, he turns around and points inside "it's empty…Takagi-san." Saya pushes him out of the way "Look here! You are in my way!" she yells as she shoos him as she walks deeper into the room, "what are you proposing we do here? Sure, there are things that could be made into weapons but..first we should get some information." Hirano weary says as he follows her into the room.
"Quiet,you fat geek!! Lock the door so no one gets in!" Saya shouts inadvertently drawing the attention of the infected down the hall and the begin to slowly stumble towards where they heard her shout from as Hirano tells her he locked it after a couple moments of scavenging for tools and anything they could use or turn into a weapon Saya lays everything in front of Hirano at the front of the class. "Y-you're going to use those as weapons?" He asks stunned Saya, looks at him and points at what she gathered "you're what they call a military geek or a gun geek, right? Then you've at least seen Lethal weapon 2, right? Do you know what this is?" She asks, Hirano picks up the tool she was talking about.
"A nail gun…*Gasp*...It runs on gas!!" He exclaims, "no duh!! You can't walk around with a compressor like in the movies!! What are you stupid?" She sighs exasperated, Hirano still looking over the nail gun and other gathered tools "I take it you like movies?" "Don't be stupid! I'm a genius, so I know every-!!" She cuts herself off when she sees the infected from the hallway windows.
The distorted silhouettes of the infected press against the frosted glass, their hands scraping, trying to find a way in. Hirano in his own world as he looks over the gathered supplies, "we've got one spare gas cylinder. As for nails… Not a worry." he says with a devious grin on his face.
as he starts humming Saya leans down in frustration "Why are you so excited!?" She points back at the door "look!" The groans and shuffling grew louder, the ominous presence of the infected pressing heavier by the second. The windows of the woodshop class rattled as they tried to get in, "They are in the hall!" Hirano tries to aim down the nail gun, "it weighs aboutfour kilograms, same as an old fashioned rifle." Saya grows more frantic as she is ignored, "hold it, you! Are you listening to me!?" Hirano continues, "How come I can't steady it for a shot?" He turns to the back of the shop and notices some scrap wood and another devilish smirk graced his lips.
Without a word, Hirano rushes to the back, grabbing a few pieces of scrap wood and metal parts. "I've got an idea," he murmurs, starting to work hurriedly, his fingers moving with surprising dexterity.
Saya, still annoyed, but intrigued, walks over to see what he's up to. "What are you doing? We don't have time for your geeky projects!"
"Just wait!" Hirano insists, securing the nail gun to a makeshift stock made from the scrap wood. He attaches a rudimentary sight to it. "It's a bit rough, but it should give me the balance and aiming capability I need." He proudly presents his modified nail gun.
Just then the infected burst through the door, Hirano moves in front of Saya nail gun at the ready, as he takes a deep breath. "Stay behind me," he warns, adjusting his grip.
The first of the infected lunges towards him, and without hesitation, Hirano pulls the trigger. The nail pierces through the undead's forehead, dropping it instantly. The efficiency of his makeshift weapon shocks even Saya, who watches with wide eyes.
One by one, as the infected inch closer, Hirano dispatches them with precise shots. The modified stock and sight provide him with a surprising amount of accuracy. "Fill a bag with the Drill, nails, and cylinders over there, please. Oh, and the tool box too." he says as he continues to drop infected, "Who do you think you are, ordering me around when you're just lousy old Hirano!?" Saya screams as she continues to hide behind Hirano.
Hirano drops another infected,"I'm asking you…" he turns to her with his best attempt to look cute, "...Nicely." Saya bewildered shakes her head "I… I got it" she looks out the window where she see water dribbling down from the roof, she points it out to Hirano after she has gathered the supplies. "A fire!?" Hirano asks as they run out of the classroom. "Things could not get any worse! Come on! What are you doing? Carry this bag!" Saya shouts pushing one of the bags into Hirano's arms, "We are getting out of here!" Saya shouts as they run through the halls.
Back on the roof, Toshiro, Rei, and Takashi cautiously make their way down the observatory stairs. Takashi, holding the fire hose coiled over his shoulder, throws a grateful glance at Toshiro. "Smart move grabbing this hose. Might be our way out. "Toshiro nods, adjusting his glasses, "High water pressure can be as forceful as any weapon. And it can create barriers between us and them."
As they reach the bottom of the stairs and deal with the last of the infected on the roof Rei asks, "you think…that did it?" Takashi looks at her, "it's a real mess inside…You ready for this?" Rei stays quiet for a moment before handing him back his bat when their hands touch and they share a moment. Toshiro packs up his commutation system in his briefcase and turns to them. "Ready to go?"
Takashi and Rei snap out of their brief moment of connection, the gravity of their situation sinking back in. "Yeah, let's get moving," Takashi replies, gripping the bat that has served him well so far.The trio, with their improvised weapons, advance cautiously, scanning the hallways for signs of the infected.
Suddenly they hear the blam of gunfire, and the trio stop for a moment to listen, "Gun shots…?" Takashi says more to himself than the group. "They're coming from the faculty room." Toshiro says adjusting his glasses.
Back with Saya and Hirano, they crouched by a water fountain with a bucket full of water and a couple hand towels. Saya is dousing the towels in water, and tossing them down the hall one his the infected at the end of the hall but it doesn't react Saya hums. "Wu-what are you doing?" Hirano asks, kneeling behind her, she wets another towel "just stay quiet." she throws the towel at the locker and the infected starts moving towards the locker.
"Don't you get it? They don't react even if something hits them…they don't feel pain. They only react to sound. Not even sight. Otherwise, he'd ignore the locker. As for temperature…I'll eventually try adjusting it until he can't take it anymore. Let's go" Saya explains as they start to move down the opposite side of the hallway.
Their steps are deliberately quiet, as they try to avoid drawing the attention of more infected. The silence is only broken by their rapid breaths and the distant groans echoing from far off hallways. "So we're going outside?" Hirano asks, Saya looks back as they continue to move, "What are you getting at?" "Well it's hard for me to walk…" Hirano starts only to be cut off, "That's because you're a fat geek! Save you for when you have a license!" Saya stops to shout.
"Uh…Um, I don't have a license but as far as a car…" Hirano nervously says as Saya looks at him shocked. The scene cuts to Seako and Shizuka running through the halls, Seako deflecting infected as they go, "Let's go to the faculty room…What an absurd suggestion." Seako says as she looks over her shoulder . "but we could get away in my car. All the keys are there." an infected lunges from the side only for seako's bokken to the throat pushing him away, "why don't you do them in, once and for all? It'd be easy for you, Busujima-san" Shizuka asks, following behind her "crushing the head of every one we come by is the same as trapping ourselves. We'll be surrounded." Saeko says as they keep a brisk pace, "Besides, they're quite strong!once they have you in their grasp, it's difficult to get away." she says as they continue to make their way to the faculty room.
Shizuka trips over her own feet trying to keep up, "awww! What else could go wrong? She questions as she rubs her head. Saeko kennels down in front of her, "it's because your attire isn't conducive to running." she says before she rips Shizuka's skirt up to her hip showing a bit of her panties, "AWW, THIS IS PRADA!!" Shizuka shouts in derision, Saeko stoic as ever responds, "brand-name clothing or your life…which do you value?" she says as she looks down at her.
Releasing a sigh, Saeko hears distant shots as Shizuka replies with a growl, "...BOTH!!" Saeko ignores her as she looks down the hall,"...the faculty room?" The scene transitions to Saya and Hirano outside the faulty room fighting off some infected, "YOU AREN'T EVEN TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW THEY ACT!!" Saya shouts as she stands behind a crouched Hirano, "PLEASE FIGHT TOO, TAKAGI-SAN" Hirano shouts as he drops two more undead. "WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO DO THAT!?" Saya shouts back, "MY MAGAZINE'S GOING TO BE EMPTY SOON!" Hirano explains. "SO WHAT!? THEN REFILL IT!" Saya exclaims, exasperated.
Hirano looks back at her then spots movement over her shoulder he points and says, "But one is…Right behind you." he says plainly, Saya turns and releases a blood curdling scream as she is face to face with an undead faculty member, "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!" the scream is heard both by Toshiro's group and Saeko and Shizuka, Takashi, Rei, and Toshiro, hearing Saya's scream, rush towards its source. "That sounded like Saya!" Rei exclaims, panic evident in her voice.
"I hope she's okay!" Takashi mutters, gripping his bat even tighter.
Toshiro, with his briefcase in hand, takes a moment to open it. From within, he extracts a sleek, compact crossbow. "Let's be cautious; that scream would've attracted more of the infected.", preparing to use the weapon if necessary. Meanwhile, Saeko swiftly makes her way in the direction of the scream, with Shizuka trailing closely behind, still grumbling about her ruined Prada skirt. "Stay close and stay quiet," Saeko whispers.
Back with Saya and Hirano, As the undead faculty member lunges towards Saya, Hirano is momentarily paralyzed, with his magazine nearly empty and no clear shot there was nothing he could do. Just when it seems inevitable that the creature will reach Saya, an arrow pierces through the air, embedding itself into the creature's forehead and stopping it dead in its tracks. The creature stumbles, then falls, lifeless once more.
Saya, still trying to process what just happened, finds herself looking straight at Toshiro, who stands a short distance away with a miniature crossbow in hand, another bolt already being loaded.
Toshiro's piercing gaze meets Saya's bewildered eyes as he calmly reloads the crossbow. "Saya, are you alright?" he asks, his voice laced with concern. Saya stammers in response, barely able to form coherent words. She nods slowly, her heart pounding in her chest. Toshiro's presence, his swift and calculated action, leaves her both grateful and captivated.
Hirano, finally snapping out of his momentary shock, rushes to Saya's side. "Man, that was close! Thanks for the save, Toshiro!" he exclaims, relief evident in his voice. Toshiro offers a nonchalant shrug before holstering the crossbow back into his briefcase.
Saeko and Shizuka arrive at the scene, their footsteps barely audible as they approach. Saeko's eyes scan the area with a practiced precision, assessing the situation. "Nice shot, Toshiro," she says with a hint of admiration in her voice. Shizuka, still nursing her bruised ego from the skirt incident, mutters under her breath, "Yeah, nice shot and all...but what about my Prada!"
Rei and Takashi join the group aroumd Saya and Hirano, their faces flush with the exertion and fear of their run. Takashi takes a quick headcount, ensuring everyone is accounted for, while Rei rushes to Saya, checking her for injuries. "Are you hurt anywhere?" she asks, her hands trembling slightly as she inspects Saya.
"No, I'm fine," Saya replies, her voice steadying as the adrenaline begins to ebb. "Just...scared out of my mind."
Takashi steps forward, his bat now lowered to his side. "We can't stay here. We need to keep moving. Toshiro, that crossbow isn't going to last forever, and our noise has probably drawn more of them here."
Toshiro nods in agreement, closing his briefcase with a click. "We should head to the faculty room, grab the keys, and get to my car. It's parked close to the east exit," he suggests, looking towards Saeko for confirmation.Saeko, always the strategist, considers the option. "It's a sound plan," she says. "But we'll need to move quickly and quietly. Hirano, can you manage?"
Hirano nods, his face set with determination. "I can," he asserts, checking the rounds in his firearm.Rei glances at the fallen infected, a somber look on her face.
"What about...them?" she asks, gesturing towards the downed creature.Saeko's expression hardens. "We do what we must to survive, Miyamoto. We don't have the luxury of hesitation," she states, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Takashi steps up, placing a reassuring hand on Rei's shoulder. "We stick together, and we'll make it through this," he promises, his gaze meeting each of theirs in turn.With a collective nod, the group sets out, their footsteps a soft patter against the chaos that had overrun their once familiar school halls. They move as one unit, a testament to their growing trust and reliance on each other in this new, terrifying world.As they reach the faculty room, Toshiro quickly works the lock, and the group slips inside.