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</div></div><br/>The rooftop was not completely bare. It looked as though someone, or someones, had tried to set up a little homestead at some point. It had obviously failed but there was still some junk laying around that may just help to save their lives. The door they had just came through had been modified at some point to be barred from the roof side. He searched the area frantically for anything that he lay across the slots that may keep these creatures at bay. If they made it onto the roof with them, then it might just be all over for Zack and LuAnne. He found a small pile of old boards and a couple short lengths of pipe. The majority of the boards were rotten, decayed by exposure to the elements. He found one board that was in relatively decent shape. He jammed the short length of 4x4 across the door and shoved it down into the slots secured on each side of the door. He then took a peice of pipe and jammed it under the door handle for good measure and kicked at the bottom to make sure it was snug.<br/><br/><br/>Just about the time he finished, something hit the other side of the door hard. It was hard enough that dust clouded around the metal door jam.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">”Yeah of course. Bar the door and they knock it out the fucking wall.”</span>The impacts again st the door started coming in rapid succession like they were taking turns slamming into the door or there was o e really passed off whatever it was. They needed to get off this fucking roof and they needed to do it now.<br/><br/><br/>Zack turned and spotted LuAnn at the edge of the roof. He was hoping she had spotted a way off this deathtrap they had found themselves on. He sprinted to where she was and looked down to see the same thing she was looking at. He didn't see any of them with weapons of any sort. He wasn't sure yet of the extent of their intelligence but better safe than sorry. He pulled LuAnn away from the edge the covered his lips with a single finger for her to stay quiet. He kept his voice to a whisper.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">“We have to get off this roof. That door is not going to hold.”</span><br/><br/><br/><br/>Zack spotted an open window on the building directly across the alley from them and pointed in its direction.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">“There. We can make that jump and shut the window behind us.”</span>The banging on the door intensified. He figured that it wouldn't be long before they were through it. He kept his cool and didn't panic. Panic led to death. He had no intentions of dying today or anytime soon. He snugged up his backpack them slid his short spear into its jerry rigged scabbard.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">“I'll go first then you follow right after me. You can toss your stuff across to me if you need to.”</span><br/><br/><br/>Zack took a couple deep breaths to ready himself. The jump was actually a bit of a stretch more than he let himself believe. The backpack strapped to him wasn't going to make it any easier. He thought of none of these things once he sprinted wide open towards the buildings edge.<i>There is no try. Only do.</i>He tried to remember where he heard that first and then he was sailing across the abyss.<br/><br/><br/>His hands caught the inside of the window ledge and his fingers clamped down like vices. He quickly drug himself through the window and peered back through the hole. He gave LuAnn the thumbs up and motioned for her to throw her packs across. He peered down at what he could only figure to be evolved zombies of some sort. He looked back across to the other rooftop to be ready for LuAnn. He could still hear the creatures throwing themselves against the steel door to gain access to the rooftop and them.