About the time he had gotten to the end of the alleyway he heard the car explosion. He nearly yelled an obscenity, but then remembered the walking dead and clapped a hand over his mouth. Once he was over the shock of the explosion he thought to where it had come from, it was definitely in the direction of the school. He carefully peaked out of the ally and looked to the street.<br/><br/>It seemed he wasn't the only one who heard the explosion. Hundreds of zombies littering the street all turned and began rambling towards the school, the sorrowful grunts and groans filled the air making it hard to even hear yourself think. He didn't know what somebody had been trying with the car bomb but now his rout to the school was completely choked by zombies, the street was no longer an option.<br/><br/>He leaned against the wall of one of the nearby buildings and let out a breath. How would he make it now? He didn't have anything close to the firepower to even make a dent in numbers like those. As he considered the option of sitting in his bar alone until somebody rescued him or he died of dehydration, he happened to look up and notice the fire escape ladder on the side of the building in front of him. The idea had to sit in his brain for a moment before he even accepted it as an actual plan. He could climb up to the roof and get to the school that way. The buildings were close enough together, he was sure he would be able to get from one to another until he was at least a block away from the school.<br/><br/>He pulled the metal ladder down and began to climb. When he got up to the first level he kicked the ladder until it broke and fell crashing down onto a dumpster below, now nothing was going to be following him. Then he continued climbing to the roof.