Damien stood uo. that was all he could stand of Walter. "Alright, Moron... You get these girls to the industrial building. That should be more then easy for a know-it-all like you." He took out his keys and gave them to Naomie." In case I don't make it... Have Sarah drive like hell and make it to Iron Mountain. My house will be just off the high way to the left you enter the town in. It'll have high brick walls and look like a fortress. I'm going to fucking prove that what I have learned is true or false. False if I die, or get bite." He then looked at the door and muttered only so Naomie could hear. " Damage my pride will he? I'll prove that what I have is based of facts." He then snarled. "He acts like he knows what I am freaking thinking and is fucking assuming." He undid the bar lock and grabbed his stuff. He ipened the door and bashed the first three zombies away. "But he don't know shit about me!!!!" He yelled as he turned on the beacon and started running out the nearest exit before anyone could get him. Obviously, he was already disobeying the team rule in zombie apocalypses. Then again, he really had had it and these types of situations really put people on the brink of insanity.<br/><br/>The zombies he did not kill moaned and looked toward Damiens direction and starting limping in his direction. The few in the commons room would soon clear out.  Slowly, more areas would be cleared out like the exit he pushed open that stayed opened. The outside too, but who knows what was going to happen with Damien.