Kevin put the cigarettes and lighter in his pocket, somberly thinking about the man.  He didn't know the man, and actually hated people in general, but he still didn't like watching innocents die.  He straightened up, pulling the cover back over the man, tying the corners together so not too many maggots fell all over the place.  This night just turned from a contest to a rescue mission.  He had a sinking suspicion that the phone wouldn't work either, but he was going to get as many people gathered together to see the body as he could find, and then call for help to make sure.  He hefted the man over his shoulders, carrying him back out to the hall.  After he leaves the room, he kicks the plank out of the door into the room.  "Fuck..." He would go to leave the hallway and head back toward the stairwell, praying for nothing to attack him while that vulnerable.