Raiden turned the corner, to scattered bodies, many being feasted on. His frown deepened, and he dropped his cigarette, before stepping on it. He had only got one or two draws from it, but would rather life than a cigarette. He grabbed the lockers, and slid them across, blocking the hall, but grabbing the attention of the creatures. They rushed the barricade, all trying to climb over and only meeting the hard metal bat.<br/><br/>He climbed over it, and made his way further down the hall. He shoved two zombies into the cupboard with the body they'd been eating, and slammed the door, before continuing down the passage. Finally, he reached the offices, and entered them with his bat drawn, closing the door and putting a chair against it, then turned the club the desk woman, Ms Lola, to a bloody pulp. He searched the rest of the offices, for zombies and weapons. In the end, he found a loaded clip for a pistol, but no pistol. It was probably on the principle... He also found keys, and money, but nothing really worth while.<br/><br/>Raiden entered the main office again, and eyed the microphone, before picking it up.<br/><br/>"Attention anyone who is alive... The school is currently being over run by zombies... Defend yourselves, or die... To those who can make it, go to the male shower block C... And wait in the showers. Do not lock the doors... There are different objects and padding in the lockers and equipment cases"<br/><br/>Raiden took a moment to allow the relayed message to settle in, keeping his voice calm.<br/><br/>"To those who do... Go over to the northern wall, to the grand stand... Take some of the benches, and bridge the gap between the wall and the grand stand... Good luck"<br/><br/>Placing it down, he shook his head, then picked the bat up again and headed for C block.