<tt class="bbc_tt"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Friday, 23 November 2012, 00:02<br/>2 Minutes into Black Friday</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>For TheHangedMan</strong><br/>The workers trying to get the gate down had managed to get the key from the manager's body, but only after shoving the zombie back into the faceless hordes trying to descend upon them.  With the keys in hand and the cage coming down, people were frantic to get to safety.  They poured in, some with visible wounds, others just scared and panicked.  In the confusion, it was hard to tell who was really infected or not.  One, however, clearly was.<br/><br/>The zombie got in and pounced on a young mother, who screamed right before the zombie grabbed her head and slammed it into the ground until she stopped moving.  He roared with rage, then his eyes fell on Leo, and his eyes seemed to boil over with rage as he literally lept the four or five feet seperating them, flying straight for the portly man even as the cage finally came down and locked.  No more would get in, but one was already inside, locked in with them.<br/><br/><strong>For Dashenka</strong><br/>The manager, an elderly gentleman with a balding head, directed the employees with Michelle's help, securing the door from the waves of attackers outside.  With fresh meat in sight, many abandoned their hopeless cause to get inside, running after those still alive.  The three that stayed weren't directly beating on the door, but they were growling and making noise, appearing bewildered by hearing prey but not seeing it.<br/><br/>After a few moments of barricading, it was obvious they would be safe enough for the time being, so the manager walked over to the counter, where Michelle was trying to contact police.  However, every time she dialed, she received the three toned message that said, "We're sorry, all available telephone lines are currently in use.  Please hang up and try again."  No matter how many times she dialed, it was the same problem.  Nothing was getting through.  Her cellphone was getting zero bars, making it impossible to try that either.<br/><br/>For Cheryl, after things had calmed down, she would realize she was covered in blood, most of it someone else's.  The manager spotted her and walked over with a shirt about her size, "Here.  Best get that off before you get infected with something.  You can change in the fitting room."<br/><br/><strong>For drezdock</strong><br/>Hector found himself in the Pandora Jewelry store, at the corner where the mall branched off into different areas.  Around them, people and zombies ran past as the cage rattled closed, leaving them safe for the moment.  The two women and one man, all dressed meticulously in suits, looked completely out of their league as they watched the carnage unfold outside.  One zombie reached through and grabbed one of the women's tie, yanking her against the cage.  He nearly got her, but she was frantically pulled back by her coworkers.<br/><br/>With the situation secure, Hector would find there wasn't a way out except through the front.  The maintenance ways didn't extend to the store, leaving him trapped here for the time being.  If they had to wait very long, they'd find they needed supplies.  How they would get those supplies would be a real challenge.</span></tt>