And the series of knocks came.  God, it was nice to hear that sound, for some reason. Maybe because it symbolized hope in his subconscious mind, or something tot hat effect.<br/><br/>Just as Brian might begin to think about trying to open the door, he'd hear something on the inside. A lock was being undone, and it sounds like a chair is being pushed aside.<br/><br/>Eddie would open the door, and step back as he did so, quietly regarding the survivor that came knocking. A hand would move up to the visor that covered his face, and  push it up, allowing Brian to see Eddie's face. "Hey." He said, seeming a bit put off. "Are  their others?" He'd ask, a dash of optimism flavoring his words, as he looked over Brian's shoulders.