Kevin and David exited out of the bar into the back area. It was dark, but the outside neon lights provided enough light for them to see the staircase leading up. They hurried up the stairs cautiously.

Kevin: By the way, I'm Kevin of the RPD.
David: … David.

They quietly introduced one another while moving up slowly. Reaching the top of the stairs, they spot a body leaning on the wall to the right of them.

David: There are dead people back here too?
Kevin: At least he's not getting up. Let's keep going.
David: I don't know…

Kevin and David walked through a doorway that led to where everyone was waiting. Everyone stopped talking amongst each other and stared at David and Kevin.

Cindy: Will's dead… right?
Kevin: He was dead when he tried to attack us. We had no choice but to take him out.
Alyssa: What the hell is going on here?
George: Those reports… must have somehow become widespread. It's possible this is some sort of viral situation based on what has occurred in the bar.
Jim: This **** can't be happening!
Alyssa: Viral? Could this be an act of bio-terrorism?
George: That's a possibility.
David: I say we look for a way out of this **** hole.
George: He's correct. We must escape before this city engulfs us further.

While everyone was still standing around for a moment, Mark was standing over Bob who was sitting on the ground next to the wall.

Mark: How are you feeling, Bob?
Bob: Not so good… I feel really… tired.
Mark: We'll escape this city with the others. Even if I have to support your weight the whole way.
Bob: … Thanks.
Kevin: First and foremost, we must introduce ourselves to prevent confusion and better plan our escape.
George: Right. We've all introduced ourselves while in waiting, so to save time I will have to introduce everyone to you two.
Kevin: No objections? All right then.
George: I should start by naming myself. I am George. The two furthest away from us is Mark and Bob. Bob is sitting on the ground.
Kevin: I'm sure they can hear us.
George: Next is Alyssa, she is the "lock picking news reporter" according to your comment.
Alyssa: Hey.
George: Cindy is standing beside me.
Cindy: (Noticeable reaction to her name)
George: Jim is standing behind me.
Jim: What's up?
George: Yoko is standing next to Jim, wearing a backpack.
Yoko: Right…
Kevin: All right. I'm Kevin.

All of the introductions seemed to be finished, but one person didn't say anything through the entire introduction. Everyone stared at David and waited for him to say his name.

David: (Says nothing)
Alyssa: Uh…?
David: What are you all looking at?
Kevin: … This is David.

No one responded and it made for some awkward silence, but everyone finally looked past the situation and Kevin took control of the planning. Mark lifted Bob and wrapped Bob's arm around the back of his neck. They both joined the others as the rest of the survivors were planning on what to do next.

Kevin: If we're going to experience any confrontations, I suggest finding and using weapons of any sort in this area. We'll split up and look for weapons in each room.
David: Right. I'm going to the room on the far end. I'll go alone.
Kevin: All right. Alyssa and I will search this room behind us. I suggest Yoko search this area we are currently in.
Yoko: Okay.
Mark: Bob and I will wait here and watch over Yoko as she searches.
Jim: I'll keep an eye behind where we came from. Don't want no zombies creeping up on me!
George: Seems like we all know the simple classification of the infected, as I hear no objections to Jim's claim.
Jim: Damn right.
Cindy: All right then. I'll search the locker room and get anything I can.
George: I'll come along to provide assistance.

Everyone went their separate ways as Yoko began searching around the area everyone else was in. There wasn't much ground to cover, so Yoko just picked one spot to focus on. She noted an object on a desk, walked over to it, and picked it up.

Yoko: What's this?
Mark: Be careful with that.

Just as Yoko looked toward Mark in confusion, she pulled the trigger of the object. It shot a nail directly into the desk. She jumped in alarm, as she wasn't expecting it to fire.

Yoko: Oops. It's a nail gun…
Mark: Maybe you should leave weapon handling to us.
Yoko: You're right...

Yoko placed the nail gun in her pack carefully and began searching around some more. She didn't find much else on the desk, so she turned her attention to an oddly placed refrigerator. Opening the refrigerator, she didn't find anything but a bottle of wine. She took it out and looked at it for a moment. As she was trying to figure out what uses it would have in combat, she noticed a perfectly placed newspaper on a table to her right.

Yoko: This could work.

She walked over to the table with the wine in her hand. The wine top was already loose as she could easily pull it out to test her theory. Yoko grabbed the newspaper and stuffed it in the bottle.

Yoko: We just need a lighter, but I'm sure someone has one.

She took the paper out and placed the cork back into the wine bottle. She placed these items in her pack as she began her search again.

(These events all occur at the same time because it would extend the timeframe too far)

David entered his room of choice. He stood in front of the door and scoped out the area. Nothing looked too threatening as he finally decided to walk a bit. He noticed nothing that could be used as a weapon as he searched the desk and area. The only thing he did was grumble at the nice pictures on the wall.

David: Useless.

David turned around to leave. As he walked to the door, he heard a loud drop coming from the patio of the room. He pulled out his pocketknife and approached the patio slowly.

David: Hey! Who the hell is there?

No one answered him, so he just kept walking slowly and ready for anything. David finally reached the patio and noticed a body face down on the ground. He knew this man couldn't be alive, but he had to be sure.

David: Hey, you!

There was still no response. David approached the man and pushed his shoulder with his foot a few times. Nothing has changed. He was planning to turn and leave before he spotted a holster on the waist of the man. He recognized what it carried. Something he had left at home. It was a survival knife. David had no plans to leave that on the waist of the dead guy, so he wanted to take it. He was cautious, so he kicked over the man to see his face. The man was staring up at David with his death face, but he didn't care.

David: Looks like he knows his knives.

He crouched down and removed the holster from the man. The first thing he did was remove the survival knife from its holster and marveled the clean reflection it gave off. He put the survival knife back in the holster and attached it to his waist. David stood up, turned around, and took a few steps forward before stopping. The dead body he took the knife from had become reanimated. The zombie looked around while facing up in search of something or someone. David turned around to look at the zombie as they both locked eyes.

David: I couldn't think of a better way to break in this knife.

As David said that, he pulled out his new found survival knife. The zombie proceeded to get up slowly and faced in the wrong direction of David.

David: Over here, you rotten piece of ****.

The zombie quick turned to look at David at the cost of falling to the ground again. David took a ready position and waited for the zombie to make his move. It got up again and started shambling towards David's direction. It reached its arms towards David as it got closer and closer. David made a forward move to trick the zombie as he went behind and stabbed it quickly in the back of the head. David didn't give it a chance to react as he forced the zombie completely to the ground on its face. It didn't move anymore. David left the survival knife in its head for a moment as he stood up and looked at what he had done. David didn't care too much about it, so he put his foot on the back of its neck and pulled his survival knife out of the zombie's head. He cleaned the knife on the zombie's clothes before putting it back in the holster.

David: Sorry, pal. No hard feelings.

David stood up and made his way towards the exiting door of the room. The screams in the distance were enough to heed his attention, but not enough to stop him from walking. He knew there was nothing he could do about it. All of his attention had to go into the survival of himself and possibly the others if need be.

Part 4 will take some time, as it's currently in the works as Alyssa and Kevin explore their end of the searching. Patience is key.