Blood on Sara’s white and blue training uniform made her stomach queasy. Her father was going to rip her a new one for this. But this was not the time to worry about it now. A whistle sounded somewhere in the building causing the red haired cheerleader bolting out of the restroom and almost bowling over the blond haired man who was in the doorway. Sara had to know what was going on; both the blond haired man and green-eyed brunet, who called himself Drake, had said that they didn’t know what was happening either.<br/><br/>“Hold on a second.” Sara quickly pulls her short light brown hair back into a half ponytail and starts stripping out of her soiled uniform, revealing her black sports bra and skin-tight black shorts with an elastic lime green band around the waist. “There, much better.” She begins to flex her muscles, “Much easier to run in. Plus I don’t want one of those things snagging at my clothes.”<br/><br/>I ignoring the facial reactions of both men, she quickly ran out of the bathroom toward the locker room where she quickly shoved on her tennis shoes and grabbed a couple of training weapons that she had stashed in her locker. Back outside the bathroom she sees both men. “Hey blondy, Catch.” She says while tossing him a sharp heavy metal<a class="link link--external" href="http://www.pangstkd.com/images/pt-plastic-sword.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Gumdo sword</a>. “Here you go Drake.” She tosses Drake a sharp<a class="link link--external" href="http://www.karatemart.com/images/products/main/9-ring-broadsword.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">nine-ringed broadsword</a>she had planned on using at the tournament. Both swords were decorated with a piece of white and blue silk dangling at the tip of the hilts. Sara equipped herself with a metal<a class="link link--external" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y248/thedynastywarrior/DW6%20Special/Ling_Tong_dw6s.png" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">three-section staff</a>that she folded and strapped to her muscular right thigh.<br/><br/>“Now that you guys have weapons you can do whatever you want. I’m getting out of here.” She announces while dashing towards the exit. As she rounded the corner to the basketball court she discovered that the room was full of zombies. Unlatching the three-section staff she emitted a loud battle yell, which gained the attention of four shambling corpses closest to her. She dashed toward the group of rotting flesh, gripping the end of the staff she swung it as hard as she could at one of the creatures effectively knocking its head clean off it’s shoulders. Blood and maggots sprayed in an arch around the staff drenching the zombie behind it, rogue droplets of blood land on her face.