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</div></div><br/>Zack Bowen rummaged through the hotel room looking for anything that might be of use to himself or the community that he had made himself part of. It didn't take their leaders long to see that Zack was a valuable asset to the community. He had had been instrumental in saving the salvage crews that he had been assigned to on more than one occasion. He was looked upon by his fellow survivors with admiration and respect despite his asocial personality.<br/><br/>He had nothing against the community that he had become part of, he just wasn't much for casual socializing. He did take part In discussions that had to do with the further survival of the group. During times when the resources were plentiful, the community had grown to large numbers but now their resources were dwindling. They were forced to expand their salvage run out beyond explored territories and it had been hit and miss, mostly miss.<br/><br/>The small town, basically not much more than a village, had been picked over already. They had been through most of the town and all he had to show so far was a can of stewed tomatoes, a can of brussel sprouts and a rusted steak knife. He had a feeling that the others had not fared much better.<br/><br/>The others had consisted of two others and LuAnn. LuAnn had teamed with him working down the same side of the street. At the moment she was searching the room next door. Like him she had proven herself to be a valuable lesson asset. In all actuality she should be guiding one of the other less experienced teams but they were a team and they had been for awhile now. They had tries to split them up but Zack would have none of it and he had a feeling they had gotten the same reaction from her.<br/><br/>She was the only one in the entire community that he trusted impeccably to have his back. Zack was not one that trust came to easily but she had earned it several times over. He considered her a friend as well and that came even more rarely than gaining his trust. To top it off, she was lethal in her own right. She definitely not what would be the distressed damsel type. Hell she could beat the crap outta any man in the camp and would probably beat his ass if he showed her the least bit of leniency. Yeah, she was one he considered a friend. One of the only he had ever let in close enough to be considered a friend.<br/><br/>They were finishing up the last rooms on the third floor of the four story structure. He had called his room a bust and was about to head over to the next room to meet her when he heard noises from outside. He knew damn well the others across the street could not have finished up their lot which sparked his curiosity. It also set off his mental warning bells. He moved silently towards the window keeping low and peeked through the dirt caked glass. He was surprised that any of the panes were still in tact much less all of them in the window.<br/><br/>When he peered through the dirt caked window, Zachary wasn't exactly sure what he was looking at. They looked like zombies, fresh ones, but they did not move like any walker he had even seen. Their movements were too quick and precise. They seemed feral in a way. He thought perhaps they were human and the dirt on the layers of dirt on the window was just playing tricks on his mind. He had been called paranoid more than once though a lot of those people were dead now,  or undead.<br/><br/>He tried rubbing some of the dirt from the window that had been caked on the inside. Even if they were human it was nobody that he recognised. They could still present a danger, in fact they most likely were highly dangerous. The humans were often more of a threat than the walkers. His gut was telling him that it wouldn't be the case this time, and his gut was right.<br/><br/>While he rubbed to clear a spot on the window one of them noticed him it was definitely not human. The creature sounded off with some sort of wailing cry and got the attention of the other handful of creatures that was with it. They all looked directly at the window and him. In the next instant they were all racing towards the front entrance of the building.<br/><br/>Zachary quickly back peddlers away from the window grabbing up his short spear as he did. He raced from the room into the hall and into the adjoining where LuAnn was scavenging. He knew that the look of concern on his face was clear. He snatched her pack up off the ground and nearly shoved it into her hands. She had to have heard the creature’s howl as well.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">“We have to got go now! Up! To the roof!”</span>He had no idea how fast those things were but if their dash towards the entrance was any indication, they were fast as hell.