Damien nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I learned my lesson from last time. Actually, we should head to my truck first. That way, we can unload our baggage. It would finding those bitches and giving them something to really cry about a lot easier. This building is made of materials that don't absorb the sound, only makes it louder... So, the only way we can pinpoint them is by listenting... The closer we get, the louder the crying. That's from my knowledge. Still, be careful Naomie, their nails are a good 10 inches. Keep out of arms and nails reach..." He paused. "Wait a moment, they maybe fast, but not too bright..so, if terrain permits it. I'll be a decoy you you can kill it." He grinned to her as he looked back at Naomie. "Lets go..." The grin of his. He was starting to feel the freedom of chaos that this world brought. Probably something Naomie felt all her life when killing.<br/><br/>Damien was changing already. He moved from the door that lead outside and moved swiftly to the hallway door and opened it. He looked down at the floor...nothing... then looked down both ends of the hall. More nothing... Good, for now. He moved silently to the right and headed down the hall. Trying to make as little noise as possible, but moving as fast as he could. All the doors they passed were closed. Finally, the end of the hall and the metal industrial door. The crying was really getting to him and when he opened the door the echoes really started up. Jesus Christ... He walked in and looked around. No undead or mutations in sight. Only his 2001 Ford F150 (http://i624.photobucket.com/albums/tt329/jon6336/IMG_1088.jpg) and in excellent condition and his motorcycle trailer. (http://xtratufftrailers.com/resource/6x12%20010.JPG) Only thing is the red was black. He moved to the trailer and looked under it. nothing and then did the same for his truck. He went to the back and opened the tail gate and topper window. Nothing inside, but space and his foam padding in the floor of the back. He hoisted his stuff inside and signaled Naoime she could too. Though, he did have a question, but spoke softly. "By the ways, Do you drive? I mean, do you have a vehicle here at the school?"