Being locked up inside of that closet by herself while the world outside fell straight to hell gave Tori enough time to decide on a couple of things.  Though she was a pretty-girl, a cheer leader, and jock to her peers, there was just a splash of nerd hidden deep inside the back of Tori's mind and every nerd had a zombie survival plan.  Sadly, Tori's plan had kind of been laid out back in her hometown.  Here, in San Romero, she did not have the slightest idea if her plan was even viable.  That only left the redhead with her backup plan - survive.  Okay, it wasn't much of a plan, but it was better than hiding in a closet.  Yes, hiding there meant safety but there was no food or water.  Staying in this closet was not an option if Victoria wanted to live and if this was going to be the day that Tori died, she was not going to die in this skimpy little slut-suit!  The only option in her mind was to make it to her dorm-room.  She didn't feel comfortable going back to the locker room to change considering what was going on.<br/><br/>It was with a great deal of caution that Tori reached for the door handle with one hand.  her other held the grip of her baseball bat tightly; ready to swing should anyone - no - any<i>thing</i>come shambling toward her.  Fortunately for the redheaded cheer leader, she discovered that the gymnasium was now empty.  The only sign that anyone had been there was all was blood that was pooled over where she had witnessed the cheer coach fall.  The coach'es corpse, however, had either been fully eaten or it had walked off.  Neither one of those thoughts was particularly comforting, so Tori did not dwell on it.  Instead, she slipped out of the closet and bolted across the gymnasium toward the large double-doors that would open to the outside world.<br/><br/>"This can't be happening," Tori whispered aloud to herself when she reached the doors.  She could see out the small windows on each of the large wooden slabs that the campus was crawling with these creatures.  To make matters worse, there still had to be at least four of them inside of the Gymnasium somewhere.  They weren't here on the basketball court, obviously, but the gymnasium had several parts for several different sports and activities.  Unless these things were smart enough to open doors then the zombie cheerleaders and the coach had to have shambled off into the deeper parts of the sports center.  She was damned if she did and damned if she didn't.<br/><br/>That was when Victoria heard the voice echoing from another room of the sports center.  She couldn't make out the words, per se, but the voice was definitely feminine.  Regardless of who it was, it meant that someone else here was alive.  Though with the sounds of thuds and bangs that followed, it was hard to tell for how long.  Without a second thought, Tori  darted back across the basket ball court towards the hallway that connected the separate parts of the gymnasium.<br/><br/>Due to the way that the building was designed, it was hard to really tell where the sounds had come from and... were still coming from!  At first she thought they were coming from the right, but as she turned her head to look in that direction, the acoustics suddenly changed to sound like they were coming from the left.  "Fuck!" Tori shouted at herself under her breath.  Running on nothing but intuition, Tori hung a left and headed down towards the indoor pool.<br/><br/>At the pool, Tori realized that she had clearly made a wrong turn.  The pool was the only thing that was down this particular hallway, save for a utility closet or two, and this place seemed to be completely empty.  To make things worse, that was when the sounds stopped.  For several moments, Victoria stood still as a statue, but heard nothing.  "Double fuck!" she spat out again.<br/><br/>The redhead turned around and began to make her way back down the hall, sprinting past the basketball court and handing the next left.  The gymnastics room was down this hallway.  It was the room that was the most padded, so there were a lot of clubs that used that room; the cheer squad used it to practice pyramids and aerial stunts, the gymnastics team obviously used it, and the martial arts clubs all used it, to name a few.  As Tori made her way down the hall, she heard the sounds resume; sort of.  This time, all she could hear was a constant hammering sound like someone was slamming a door over and over again.  It sounded like it was coming from dead ahead of her, too!<br/><br/>When Tori made it to the gymnastics room, she knew that she was on the right track.  There was blood everywhere and... vomit?  That was a good thing, right?  Zombies didn't puke did they?  Someone had to be alive!<br/><br/>The hammering continued and it seemed to be coming from the corridor to the right...  "That bathrooms," Tori said to herself under her breath.  She tightened her grip around the bat and made off in that direction.  Victoria followed the sounds of the hammering down the cooridor and around the corner towards the girl's bathroom.  She could see a zombie at the end of the hall slamming itself against the door to one of the stalls.  Well that explained the hammering.<br/><br/>Tori didn't bother to slow down as she neared the bathroom, or as she ran through the entrance.  She merely pulled her bat back over her shoulder and threw everything that she had into one swing - both her muscle and her momentum.  The end of her bat made contact with the zombie's head and sent the walking corpse flying back against the wall.  Its head was utterly destroyed by the impact.  "Take that you grotesque bastard!" Tori shouted as she stood over the zombie's motionless figure.