Zack knew she would have already checked out the room but habit was habit. It was these habits that had kept him alive up till now, these habits and a good partner that he could trust to watch his back.He did a quick check behind the desk as well as the overturned couch. He moved around some rubble on the floor with the point of his spear because you just never know what you mind find that would be useful. He heard the door to the hallway open with a bit of a reluctant groan. He held his spear at the ready for anything to poke its head through the crack. Nothing. He exhaled. The hair that was standing on his arms seem to lay down a bit and the tingling he felt down his spine diminished a bit.<br/><br/><br/>He followed her through the door staying a few steps behind. The smell of death was faint, old. It was a familiar smell these days unlike in the beginning when the smell of rotting flesh overpowered almost all else. This new enemy that had been introduced into the picture brought back that feeling of uncertainty that he had felt in the beginning about the walkers. He’d have to work that out later.<br/><br/><br/>Zack followed LuAnn into the hallway staying several steps behind her. He remained silent after she had called for the others. He listened for any sound, a sound of some kind that would warn him that they were not alone. Dimly lit corridors always made him think of the horror movies he used to watch in the old world when they were still making movies of any kind. Many of them were apocalyptic B-movies. He used to like those movies. Maybe not so much any more.<br/><br/><br/>The rooms down the corridor were empty save for rats. One rat in particular was large enough that it could possibly be more of a threat than the walkers. Scavengers such as rats had been eating pretty good since Z-day, as many called the day that the outbreak hit the news. Some of the rats grew terrifyingly large these days, and bolder. One of the rats trotted right up to him and sniffed his boot. He kicked it back into the room with a snarl.<br/><br/><br/>When he had caught up with LuAnn, she had reached the security door that held the pharmaceuticals. It had already been pried open and it looked to have been done recently. He was guessing by a crowbar. Zack didn’t really pay much attention to the corpse of the walker on the floor other than that its head had been caved in. “That’s a Musaad move.” It was voiced as a verbal thought not really expecting a reply.<br/><br/><br/>“They were dead. Before they became walkers they were dead. And if they are evolving into those things, I wish I had killed more of them.” He looked to the second map they had come across while she mentioned the exit and pointed to another key area on the map. “The kitchen. As far as we can tell, nothing is getting in at the moment. I think they would have been on us already if any of those things were in here with us now. We might find something to help us fight them or at the very least help us get away. If there is a possibility to arm ourselves better, we shouldn’t pass it up. The kitchen also has an exit where it receives deliveries. Hell we may even find some damn food and make that Ducolax useful.” He grinned with the Ducolax comment.<br/><br/><br/>Zack took point this time. He brought the pace up a bit to an easy trot. He ran with his spear at hs side but ready in an instant to use the weapon if necessary. They made pretty good time to the kitchen. The scenery on the way was much like the scenery on the way to the meds room. He hopped over a downed walker without breaking stride that looked very much as if his head had been caved in with a crowbar. Maybe they would find the guys in the kitchen. But why would they have not answered yet.<br/><br/><br/>The kitchen was a combination of white tile and and stainless steel appliances. Everything was industrial grade. A huge island was set in the middle where he imagined much of the prep work was done. A big restaurant style dishwasher was set up on one wall with deep metal sinks a little further down the wall. On another wall was the cooking area with multiple ovens and a slew of stovetop burners. On the far wall was a walk in cooler, a pantry and a closet for cleaning supplies and stuff. That was what he was looking for but still no Musaad and Larry.<br/><br/><br/>“I bet we could find something that burns in there. That along with some glass containers and rags, we got ourselves some fire bombs. Add a bit of cooking oil and we have napalm. Worth a bit of extra time before we vacate this place. Don’t you think?” He looked back towards the swinging doors that were the entrance to the kitchen from the hallway. “Maybe after we push something in front of those doors.”