Sam scurried across dark rooftops, having learned long ago that the streets weren't safe in the slightest. Not that up here was much better. Still, clutching his trusty blood splattered electric guitar, he leaped from one rooftop to the next, glimpsing a dozen infected below before he landed with a loud thud on the other side, the concrete rooftop doing little to help as he fell onto his side, tearing his jeans as his sneakers and shirt barely cushioned his landing. Catching his breath, he got to his feet and began cautiously limping towards the rooftop access clutching his guitar as if it were a battle axe, opening the door and peering down into the gloomy apartment building as he clicked on his torch and descended the stairs.