Toby lightly creaked the door open slightly, checking to make sure there were no zombies outside. When he noticed there was on right outside the door, he violently kicked the door open and it slammed the zombie against the wall. The undead creatures fell over as the door drew back and Toby slammed his foot down on its skull as it did. The wet crunching noise of bone, flesh, and muscle sounded much more comforting nowadays than it did before the infection. He looked back at Ashley and motioned that it was clear. When she go within a safe enough distance, he began to sprint, he hoped that she could do the same. He dashed quickly across an intersection and into another network of alleys. It was strange that the zombies didn't inhabit alleys that much, must be because of the fact their prey must usually be on the street, maybe the zombies adapted to it.<br/>Nonetheless, there were still small amounts of zombies in the alley which Toby dealt with quickly with his crowbar. He lessened his pace and began to go at the pace of a deliberate jog. Whatever zombie he saw he bashed its face in, hoping that Ashley would take care of the ones he missed. Their progress was getting better, this much safer approach would ensure their survival.