Reaching the last level of the fire escape Dan pauses and looks at the sea of dead beneath him and sighed as he shook his head before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small booklet of match's, bent picked up a red gas can uncapped it and proceeded to up end it, pouring the gas over the up turned faces a smile curving his lips as he watched the gas drench the undead beneath him. "I am not sorry for doing this to all of you, but at least your souls are already free." he stated as he sat the can down, opened the booklet pulled a match off lit it and dropped it onto the gas drenched zombies beneath him.
"May God take your souls in and may you live happily where ever you all are right now." he murmured as he stood there watching as they stumbled and growled while they burned, knowing that it would be a while before he could leave, he used a clean cloth he pulled from his pocket, which he held against his face to keep the horrendous stench of burning decayed flesh from clogging up his nostrils. With the stench having become unbearable Dan stood and headed back up the fire escape to the roof and breathed deeply of the slightly fresher air up there considering the stench of death seemed to permit the whole of the air as the wind blew.
"But it better up here than down there." he muttered as he moved to the railing that encircled the whole top of the roof and leaned against it to watch the stumbling shuffling dead below than turned his attention further out, seeking out the movements of other living beings, wondering if any were here or not. "Though it would be better to be with others, would it actually be worth it?" he wondered aloud.