As the three girls exited through the back door and into the narrow alleys off of the bazaar's main thoroughfares, rattling and moaning could be heard from behind them, as the zombie horde reached the shuttered entrance to the shop and banged futilely against the metal barrier. The sounds steadily grew fainter as they left the building behind and pressed onward in the darkness.<br/><br/>Grogza led the way, dispatching the occasional zombie they encountered quickly and soundlessly. Apart from a faint wisp of light that Lizzy kept cupped in her hands and used to read the names of shops, they moved with as little light and noise as possible to avoid drawing the attention of any more of the undead.<br/><br/>"Here," Lizzy whispered, letting the light illuminate the sign that read<em>Warmart</em>above the yawning black entryway. "It's a player store, I used to unload some of my excess crafts here. They should have the remaining stations we need..."<br/><br/>The back door was a ruined pile of splintered planks on the ground, and the inside looked like an abandoned battlefield. The corpses of undead brought to their second and final death littered the floor, chief among them the bloated body of a zombie giant lying face-down in the middle of the room. Shelves were destroyed or knocked over everywhere, and the floor was strewn with bits and pieces of broken merchandise that made stepping around the place a hazard. On the far side, the front entrance was wide open, twisted hinges the only indication of the massive force that had destroyed the front door that was nowhere to be seen. Windows were smashed in, leaving only dangerous jagged edges of glass in the portals. Conspicuous by their absence were the players - but did they leave under their own power, or were they carried away?<br/><br/>There was one other door, miraculously intact, but it only led to a back room with no other exit. It wasn't useless, though - the crafting stations that they were looking for lined the walls. "Yes," Lizzy pumped her fist. "Everything we need's here, I'll just shrink it all down and then we can leave. Saves us having to look for another shop after this." She took out her scrolls and went to work.<br/><br/>"I'll secure the front door, just in case there's a second wave," Grogza said, as she dragged some of the more intact shelves over to the front entrance and windows to create a makeshift barricade.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">In addition to Rayne's actions, also make a perception and init check.<br/></div></div>