<br/>Marcus was distracted for a moment by slight gasped that parted Kristie’s lips; she seemed to be labouring under some discomfort but for the most part had been able to suppress its effects.  Marcus nodded softly as he had watched Kristie disappear down the isle on a scavenger hunt; but maybe a little dash of crazy could make all the difference to living or dieing …at least one way or the other.  He drummed his fingertips against the stock of his shotgun as Jake continued:<em>Food run;</em>that was likely the operative word and he couldn’t resist the sly smirk that took to his face at the notion that that was exactly what the deadheads had been engaged in.<br/><br/>Marcus looked towards the glass frontage and tried to envisage what Jake described as he continued to talk about securing the HomeDepot to resist any unwanted attention and although it had all the hallmarks of a sound notion and should keep them hidden from any occasional wandering rotbag he couldn’t help but feel a waver of concern though that sealing every exit might end up making this place a tomb rather than a sanctuary; Marcus mused that he was worrying too much, a sure sign that he was sobering up but given the company he opted to refrain from indulging; at least for the moment.<br/><br/>It was then he saw the sudden shift in Jake’s expression as he was looking to the front of the shop, his eyes seemed top engage on something moving and in an instant he was on his feet and heading to the door;  Marcus dropped to his feet and with his shotgun at his side as his eyes caught against a figure sprinting across the parking lot and throwing herself at Jake. “Hey there miss.” he smiled at the youthful beaming face as Jake introduced him; she looked like she hadn’t seen living human company for some time and was clearly elated.<br/><br/>Marcus gave Jake a wily smile as he passed by and he whispered back; “Your going to have to teach me that trick.”<br/><br/>What attracted Marcus and lingered his gaze on the world outside was Kristie; he watched her as she went back to her equipment before returning to the door; raising her rifle up to her shoulder and levelling the sight against some distant ‘target’ He took a pace close to the door; and with his gaze still fixed against the distance, his eyes squinted against the light to try and better determine what was as he caught her half mumbled comment.  “Is she alone out there?  Can you see anything else moving?” He tightened his hold against the shotgun.<br/>