Janet was standing behind the door, brandishing the Mop, her only weapon, and determined to make good use of it. She struck out when the door went down, pausing it when she saw it was a girl. Probably one of the students, honestly. Janet shot out her Mop pole, striking out and smashing it through the eye of a Zombie that had been trying to take a bite out of the idiot. She flicked the Pole again, throwing the Zombie off the end with an easy move, and bringing it back.<br/><br/>"You can shove 'cutie' in the same place the same place your good sense has gone. And I'm running on the assumption this is real, and I'd advise you do as well."<br/><br/>Janet sighed.<br/><br/>"So you just wandering around breaking down doors, or do you feel like getting out of here? I've got no idea what is going on, and no real interest in finding out. So I'm gone, one way or another."