Name: Nico Scaletta<br/>age: 23<br/>appearance:<script class="js-extraPhrases" type="application/json">
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</div><br/><br/>Nico was skulking down the city streets, careful to keep out of sight from both the living and the dead. He was just exiting a 711 after looting a chocolate bar and a couple 12G shells someone had dropped sometime ago. As he neared the corner he pressed himself up against the cold concrete wall while peering around, careful to make his profile as small as possible to avoid detection. It was just as he poked his right eye around the corner when he heard a handful of shots ring out, the sound echoing through the empty city blocks. "Fuck me." Nico mumbles to himself as he breaks into a full sprint through the nearest door to him, just a couple metres behind him. Once inside he makes his way up the stairs as quickly and silently as he can. Once on the second level he crouches at the top of the stairs and listens. The sound of the undead shuffling through the street can be heard clearly from this position, which means there must be quite a few of them out there. With this in mind he takes off his backpack and opens the main zip, engaging the safety on his shotgun before sliding it muzzle first into the pack and securing the zippers together with a small length of string to ensure the pack doesn't open unintentionally.<br/><br/>With that done he slings his pack back on shoulders and pulls a combat knife from the back of his belt. Nico carefully makes his way to the fire escape, opening the window and making sure nothing is outside before he climbs out and climbs his way up to the roof. Once there he finally gets to have a look at what's going on, finding some dead walkers laying in the street and a bunch of other coming in from all directions. "Fucking son of a.." He says through grit teeth, now very agitated having been put in this difficult situation.