4th Floor Corridor (upper-mid bleachers)

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Random NPCs wrote:

Raymond Taylor wrote:The new arrivals put Raymond in a spot. "Aw, shiiit!" He spat, drawing his ruger out with his free hand, raising both single actions at the approaching wave as that fatassed prick fled ahead of everyone! "Go! I'll find anotha way around!" He spat between booming shots coming from each of his revolvers! "Get them outside, Kid!" He urged Rafe, glancing back at the man with a gentle nod, before he stepped back into the corridor to buy them time!

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG....

The booming shots echoed above them, the further they fled downwards...

The zombies gave chase after Raymond, his rapid fire of bullets allowed him to dwindle the ranks of the approaching undead, however, many were still able to push through the stairwell and give chase to the other survivors who fled in his diversion!

The Chief, the Mayor's family, and Rafe were forced down the stairwell, with the policeman leading the group while a couple zombies followed after them! "Ah shit shit shit!!" Brian screamed, losing his cool, running flight after flight, his heart pounding out of his chest, it felt like he was gonna have a heart attack! The moans of the zombies above him, the gunshots below him, Raymond no longer with them, made him a very scared man! "Hurry the fuck up!" He shrieked behind him, not wanting to stop! While the Mayor's family struggled to keep up, on account of Mrs. Warren's dress catching on every step! "We need to keep moving dear!" The mayor urged, holding his wife, guiding her carefully while Katherine began to shiver with panic, she was barely in her twenties and she was going to die in a stairwell?!

The zombies pressed on...

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Rafe pushed himself down, they had only a few more flights and then they'd be at the ground floor. He saw Katherine shivering with fear, and hugged his muscular arms around her. "There there bird, you'll be foine, just keep movin'!" He consoled her, glancing behind him at the zombies awkwardly giving chase. Fuck me... we just left him behind! He thought, concerned for Ray, the only crazy bastard he trusted among this group. He was without a gun, without a proper weapon, and following the bloody nob with the gun! He's not gonna let me live... he'll take my camera and smash it, no doubt... He thought, before pausing, remembering that he still had his tripod hanging off his belt. He paused, letting go of Katherine, and turned to face the mob. "GO! They're fuckin' here!" He screamed, turning to the Chief. "I'll hold them off!" He says extending his makeshift weapon, swinging it like a bat at the closest fecker in range!

Rafe McCormac wrote:[from here]

Rafe pushed himself down, they had only a few more flights and then they'd be at the ground floor. He saw Katherine shivering with fear, and hugged his muscular arms around her. "There there bird, you'll be foine, just keep movin'!" He consoled her, glancing behind him at the zombies awkwardly giving chase. Fuck me... we just left him behind! He thought, concerned for Ray, the only crazy bastard he trusted among this group. He was without a gun, without a proper weapon, and following the bloody nob with the gun! He's not gonna let me live... he'll take my camera and smash it, no doubt... He thought, before pausing, remembering that he still had his tripod hanging off his belt. He paused, letting go of Katherine, and turned to face the mob. "GO! They're fuckin' here!" He screamed, turning to the Chief. "I'll hold them off!" He says extending his makeshift weapon, swinging it like a bat at the closest fecker in range!

Brain turned, and felt rage build up at the sight of sweet Katherine in the arms of that foreign oaf! Then, as the zombies appeared, Katherine and the family screamed as they rushed down to him. Rafe batting them off in futility! "Forget them! You can't take them all on you fucking moron!" He screamed out. In truth, he didn't give a single shit what happened to Rafe, but had to act tough in front of Katherine and her father. He aimed his gun and fired a slug into the leg of one of the monsters; the leg snapping breaking the zombie falling off the rail, and plummeted down all the way to the ground floor with a wet splat.

"Move your ass Irish!" He spat, firing another shell.

Rafe's blow did little damage, the aluminium tripod didn't have the right weight to be used as weapon when it came to these lumbering oafs who shrugged the pain! One grabs onto Rafe's shoulders, pushing himself onto the Irishman, snarling with flesh dangling off his teeth as he screams into Rafe's face!

Rafe realized quickly his makeshift weapon was useless when he clonked one in the head and it did little but piss it off! "Feckin' shite!" He spat, the booming shots of the desert eagle below, and the oddly concerned tone from the Chief caught him off guard, when one of the fecker's grabbed onto his shoulders! "OHFUCK!" He screamed, his green eyes wide as the white eyed creature screams in his face with such malice and hunger! The stench of rotting blood came off it, it was sickening and reminded him again of his time in the Rangers. "Fuck you! FUCK YOU!" he spat, breaking its hold with his beefier arm, grabbing it by its neck as it swatted him, scratching his face and chomping at the air! "FUCK YOU!!" He repeated, swinging the creature towards the railing, feeling the other zombies in the stairwell's hands fall upon his back, pushing him down! He lets go of the creature as he trips forward, knowing if he didn't keep his balance, that he'd be flat on his chest and dead! He shifted his leg, cringing as he felt something pull, but managed to land the landing on his boots, hit the wall with his chest and push off it down the steps towards the Chief who was aiming his gun at them! He hears the creature he threw off the railing hit the ground somewhere below with another wet splat, pushing past the Chief... he wonders if he should simply abandon them, and head through the 4th floor?

He changes his mind upon looking at the Mayor, his wife, and their daughter Katherine's faces... full of fright and terror... he couldn't leave them, even if it meant saving his own hide. "Hurry ya fat nob!" He screamed to the police chief, wincing as he pulled the man with him and walked on the foot he had landed on. Shit... I feckin' pulled something, Jaysus this hurts! He fought through the pain, pushing the Chief ahead of him, as they began to brush elbows with the Mayor's family who took the flight quickly down to the next level!

The Chief pulled his sweaty arm away from Rafe, loading his magnum while they kept up the pace with the Mayor's family. "They keep coming after us!" Katherine screamed. "We just need to keep moving dear, the police will handle this!" The Mayor assured his daughter. As he went to reach for Katherine, Mrs. Warren's dress snagged on Brian's boot. The woman didn't scream, her eyes wide, mouth agape as she tumbled forwards.

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip!

The fabric tears away, the tension build up sends her forwards, tumbling face first into the stairwell! She tumbles, the Mayor stumbles to the side, Katherine screams for her mother as she hugs the rail, while Brian and Rafe watch with utter horror as the woman tumbles onto the landing ahead of them with a wet crunch...

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