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all_the_gifts ([personal profile] all_the_gifts) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream 2014-10-21 03:36 am (UTC)

Out of the parking garage and into the building itself, which is no longer quite so featureless as it had been. Now, there are puddles of stagnant water on the ground and black patches of mold on the formerly pristine walls and ceiling. There is still power, somehow, enough to keep a scant few fluorescent lightbulbs guttering, and it's by that inconstant light that Melanie seeks out her original route to her room. She doesn't know if they'll be safe there - has no way of knowing if the door is even still on its hinges - but she (quite literally) doesn't know anyplace else to go.

"Hungries," she replies in a terse undertone. Are there more inside? She gets her answer when they splash through their first puddle - a second later, the sound raggedly echoes back from several directions. They're everywhere. Melanie releases Daniel's hand so she can shove open the stairwell door and start down ahead of him. They already know they're being pursued; she needs to make sure they're not about to run headfirst into another group of them.

"I have to check ahead," she says, still somehow managing to keep her voice reasonably low. Shouting would only attract more, though she hopes the stairwell, at least, will be clear. "Shout if they get too close. And don't let them bite you." With that, she picks up speed, vaulting down the staircase in more of a controlled fall than a run.

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