Sage waited ten seconds after Jackson bolted for the other side of the street. Grabbing a stick of dynamite from her rucksack that had a short fuse. Scraping the tip of a match against the cement, it burst into flame before she put it against the fuse. Sparks started flying and she heard the familar sizzle, bolting from her place as she ran for the hatch. Two undead got in her way and one snagged her arm.<br/><br/>Turning her upper body to face it, she elbowed it in the chin and thrusted upwards hard. Snapping its neck before she jerked her sleeve from its hold. She ran for the one blocking her path and didnt hesitate to jam the dynamite down its slimy throat. Leaping over it and pushing it down by force, she landed with a thud behind it. Sliding into the open space and dropping inside with Jackson. Two seconds after he closed and locked the hatch, a vibration shook dirt from the ceiling as it showered them and an explosion could be heard. Panting hard, she got up and started off down the dark, dirt tunnel that was lit with a few lanterns here and there.<br/><br/>Soon a large, steel door with rubber seals around it came into view. Sage gave a soft groan as she pulled hard on the hardly used wheel that unlocked and opened the door, with a loud squeal the wheel gave way and she turned it twice in a complete circle before there was a faint hiss. Opening the heavy door, she let Jackson go in first before she followed and locked the door shut. Quicker than you could say 'safe' Sage had her mask off and was taking in lungfulls of air. Coughing a couple of times before she collapsed against the wall and slid to the floor. Enjoying the feel of air in her lungs again.