Jim handed his nail gun over to Kevin. Kevin placed his .45 back into the holster before making his way to the planks. Jim followed but stopped several feet from the planks, as Kevin started to gather them in his hand. Kevin stood up with some boards under his arm and took a look at the doorway.

Kevin: Now, we can board up this door way here as David said or... wait a minute.
David: Hmm?
Kevin: I have an idea. Jim, hold this.

Kevin turned around and quickly tossed the nail gun to Jim, before turning away himself to pick up the rest of the boards. Jim moved forward and tried to catch it as quickly as Kevin threw it, but it was futile. The nail gun just missed Jim's hand and hit the floor, shooting off one nail into the wall next to where Jim stopped. Kevin stopped collecting the boards for a moment in response to what just happened. He turned his head to look at Jim, but remained kneeling down next to the boards.

Kevin: Aw, Jim. You wasted a nail. Be more careful.
Jim: You throw a nail gun full of nails in my direction… and you tell ME to be careful?
Kevin: (sighs) Just pick it up.

Kevin turned his attention back to the boards, placed all five of them in his hands and cradled them on his waist. He stood up and turned to look at Jim and David.

Kevin: What I want to do, is block off the door in the wine room upstairs.
David: That works too. Go ahead.
Jim: Need me to hold some of those boards?
Kevin: Are you kiddin' me? Let's go.

Kevin walked down the hall and turned to open the door leading upstairs. Jim looked at David and shrugged before heading to where Kevin was. Kevin opened the door and went in, as Jim followed behind them. David finally pushed off the wall and silently followed them. Everyone was climbing upstairs when a noise was heard.

David: Hey? Did you hear that?
Kevin: Hear what?
David: Sounds like something broke. I think it's coming from the Bar. Go on ahead. I'm going to check it out.
Kevin: Don't take too long, man. I have to set up these boards on this door.
David: Right.

Jim entered the wine room first and Kevin followed with the boards. David hurried downstairs to confirm what he heard. He opened the door and cut left to the hall that once contained the boards Kevin took. David hurried down the hall and made his way to the top of the staircase leading down to the bar.

David: Didn't come this far to turn back now.

David moved quickly but cautiously down the stairs. He eventually reached the bottom and stood in front of the door leading to J's Bar. David wasn't going to open the door, but he did wait to see if the noise was what he suspected. He starred at the door for a moment… SLAM!

David: ****!

David knew it was more infected pounding on the door. He didn't wait around to see if they could bust through, so he hurried his way back to the others. He entered the wine room and looked around. The boards were sitting next to the door David entered.

Kevin: Bout time. Jim, give me a hand here.
Jim: Uh huh.

David shut the door behind him and walked to where Jim was grabbing boards and leaned on the wall. He didn't help Jim, but he did have something to tell both of them. Jim glanced at David before grabbing a board and taking it to the door leading back downstairs. He placed the board on the door and Kevin walked over to lock it into place with some nails. David followed their movements.

David: You should know, they broke into the Bar. That's what I heard.
Kevin: Yeah. I figured they would.
Jim: The zombies? ****, man. We need to hurry!
Kevin: Calm down and hold still. You're shaking the board.
Jim: All right! Watch my fingers, yo.
Kevin: I'm not blind, man.

 Kevin locked the first board in place. Jim turned to grab another board from the wall and placed that one on the door. Kevin locked that one in as well.

David: I'm going on ahead.
Kevin: We can handle things here.
Jim: Not like he was helping or nothin'.

David glared at Jim, but pushed himself off the wall and walked further into the wine room. He didn't spot anything worth taking, so he just kept walking. David walked towards Mark and Bob who waited in the long hall leading to the forklift. He stopped to look at them. Bob was sitting down and Mark was kneeling down next to him.

Bob: I need to take a break. My legs feel a little numb.
Mark: It's all right. We'll just wait on the others to figure something out and follow them when they do.

Mark looked back at David and nodded at his existence. David also looked at Mark, but didn't say anything to him

Mark: Do you need anything?
David: No.

David took his attention away from Mark and walked further into the wine room He eventually reached to where George and Cindy were searching. George was investigating the shutter switch, as he noted it was broken. Cindy was looking behind a forklift. George took his attention from the shutter switch and looked in Cindy's direction.

George: Gather anything of use Cindy?
Cindy: No. But I… Ah!
George: What is it!
Cindy: It's blood… a lot of it!

George rushed down the small stairs and stood near Cindy. She backed up to give George room to see the blood spill. David walked up, but something caught his eye. Something was lying atop the forklift and it didn't look like it was supposed to be there.

David: What's that? Is that a…?

He said to himself. George kneeled down next to the blood spill.

George: This blood… it hasn't been here long.
Cindy: A survivor?
George: There's too much blood here to warrant another survivor. Maybe it was a survivor, but this is the end result. The blood appears to be leading up… above the forklift.
David: Hey! You guys might want to move!
Cindy: Huh?

George stood up and grabbed Cindy by the arm. He quickly escorted her to David and looked up at the top of the forklift. There was a corpse with no legs and blood seeping from his mouth. This was the survivor.

George: How did he get on the forklift?
David: I don’t know and I don't care. Odds are, he will become one of those things.
George: Agreed. What do we do?
David: We wait. He'll knock himself down if he turns.
Cindy: That poor man…

Just as expected, the corpse began to move. It's body slowly moving in a forward direction. The zombie knocked himself to the ground and landed in the pool of his own blood. It had one place to crawl, and that was in their direction.

David: Let me handle this.

David pulled out his survival knife and clenched it in his hands. He waited for the zombie to crawl in his direction. It came crawling out silently as it locked eyes with David who waited on its arrival. It's pace quickened a bit in hopes of attacking David. The crawling left a trail of blood behind it and David began to walk forward. Their paths collided and David slammed his foot on the back of its head. The zombie was facing down long enough for David to force his survival knife through its skull. He left the survival knife in its head for a while before pulling it out. He cleaned the blood from the knife on the back of the body's shirt and placed his knife back into his holster.

Part 8 hasn't been started yet, but with the coming of Christmas, I don't think I'll have a lot of time on my hands. I will still keep trying to work on it though. Also, you may be wondering where some characters went, but they entered the room that holds the forklift key. That'll be explained somewhat later on.

No one said anything for a moment, since they knew David wasn't very vocal at this point. Mark looked at Bob and nodded at his consciousness. David's facial expression adjusted as he noted a smell in the air.

David: Something burning?

As David said that, the door next to him opened up. Alyssa stepped out and Kevin followed behind her. David slightly turned his head and eyes in their direction. Alyssa walked to Yoko's direction before stopping to make sure everyone was accounted for. Kevin stopped right next to David and turned to look at him.

Kevin: You had to have smelled that bird barbecue, right?
David: Something like that.
Kevin: We cooked some crows. They looked infected.
Alyssa: You mean I cooked some crows.
Kevin: Right. It was her idea to grab some pesticide spray and use a lighter to make a torch.
David: Smart.
Mark: I see you found a shotgun.
Alyssa: Uh huh. Sure did. We did have a lead pipe at one point though.
Kevin: Yup, but it slipped right out of my hand.
Alyssa: Right. It slipped.

Yoko remembered what she found as she reflected on the key word Kevin said.

Yoko: A lighter…? Do you still have it, Alyssa?
Alyssa: Yeah. I still have plenty of pesticide spray too.

Yoko removed her backpack, walked over to the desk that once had the nail gun, and placed her pack on the table. She unzipped the pack and pulled out a bottle of wine and some newspaper.

Alyssa: Ah, I see your plan. Nice find.
Yoko: Thank you. I'm glad someone has a lighter.
David: We're still missing a few others.
Kevin: All right. Guess we wait then.

Yoko placed her items back into the backpack and pulled out the nail gun she found.

Yoko: I can't use this, so would anyone else like to have this nail gun?
Kevin: Not enough firepower for me.
Alyssa: I already have a shotgun that takes up both arms.
Mark: Bob and I already own standard issue guns.
David: … Eh.

Jim turned to look at Yoko and quickly took up her offer.

Jim: Sure. I'll take it.
Yoko: All right, great.

Jim walked over to Yoko and put his hand out. She placed the nail gun in his hand and nodded at him using it. Yoko had minor sweat on her hands, so she rubbed her hands on her pants once. It was then that she realized she found something else after getting the newspaper. She dug into her pocket and pulled out a key with a blue tag.

Yoko: Oh, right… Hey, Kevin?
Kevin: Yeah?
Yoko: I found this key… it might go to something.
Kevin: Let's see this key then.

Kevin walked over to Yoko and she handed the key to him. He stared at the tag and it read "Wine room staircase."

Kevin: Wine room staircase?

Before he got to think any further, a door opened. George walked out first and Cindy followed, shutting the door behind her. Kevin stopped focusing on the key and walked over to their direction. George noticed Kevin walking towards them. Cindy also took note of this as she stood next to George.

Kevin: Did you guys find anything of use in there?
George: We did. Cindy has everything we gathered.
Kevin: Really? Is it in that belt pack?
Cindy: Yes.
Kevin: Off the bat, I can spot a broken stick and some first aid.
Cindy: Inside I have a kitchen knife and a stun gun.
Kevin: Those are useful. Nice finding guys.

David noted what Cindy had and lightly pushed himself from the wall. He made his way to where George and Cindy were talking and stood next to Kevin.

Kevin: Something up?
David: Cindy, can you hand me that broken stick and kitchen knife?
Cindy: …Ok.

Cindy pulled out the broken stick and handed it to David. She unzipped her belt pack and took out the kitchen knife. She carefully handed it to him. David placed the broken stick in his front pocket and removed the already loose handle from the kitchen knife. He pulled the broken stick out of his pocket and forced the kitchen knife to have a new, longer handle. He knew his creation wouldn't hold without the help of his duck tape, so he took the duck tape out of his tool belt. He wrapped the tape around his creation as tightly as he could in layers. Cindy was in awe of his resourceful creation. David looked at her expression before telling her about it.

David: It's a spear. The handle is short, but you run a less risk of getting bit when using it.
Cindy: Oh.
Kevin: Nice.

David placed his duck tape back into his tool belt and handed his spear to Cindy. She took it from him gently and spun it around in her hand slowly.

Cindy: Thank you.
David: … Right.

David turned around, took a few steps, and leaned on the wall a few feet from where Kevin, George, and Cindy were standing. Cindy followed his movements before focusing on Kevin again. She noticed something in his hand.

Cindy: What's that?
Kevin: Oh this? It's a key. Yoko found it. It says something about a Wine Room staircase.
Cindy: I know where it goes. May I?
Kevin: Sure.

Kevin handed Cindy the key and she walked over to the door Mark and Bob were standing in front of.

Cindy: Excuse me.
Mark: No problem.

Mark moved out of the way with Bob and turned to look at the door Cindy was at. She used the key on the door and opened the lock.

Cindy: It's open.
Kevin: Well, we can guess that this is the only place left to go. Since we all searched each area except this one.
Alyssa: Yeah. Let's go.
Kevin: Wait a minute. Let me clear it out first.

Kevin walked over to the door and gestured Cindy to move out of the way. She moved and Kevin removed his gun from the holster. He placed his hand on the doorknob. Turning the door slowly, he pushed the door open. Kevin forced the door to touch the end of the wall to ensure nothing was behind it. He shot his attention to the top of the stairs while aiming his gun up.

Kevin: All clear.
Alyssa: Oh my hero.
Kevin: Whaaatever.

Kevin walked back out to everyone and gestured everyone to go in. Mark and Bob went in and upstairs first. Yoko, Cindy, Alyssa and George followed. David stayed leaning on the wall a few feet from the door. Jim was about to follow everyone, but stopped to look at David. Kevin was also staring at him.

Jim: Something up, David?
David: Yeah.
Kevin: We miss something?
David: The way we came. I don't think our barricade will hold up long enough for us to escape. We should block this doorway with those.

Kevin and Jim followed David's finger as he pointed at a pile of planks.

Kevin: You're right. Jim, give me your nail gun.
Jim: Aw, really? Fine.

Part 7 is in the works.