Natasha Dean & Phillip Wilson
Natasha let out a light sigh as she watched Dyomie leave, she was scared but she couldn't let it show, she had to keep going. Turning back to the ventilation shaft, she pulled herself up into it again and made her as many educated guesses as to the direction of the gun store, but her guesses only got her so close and it was good enough for her.
Slipping out from the vent, Natasha crouched down as she took her steps cautiously and with haste, any minute now the city would be lit up like a bonfire and she'd have to get underground before that could happen. The hallway was too quiet, as she made her way down it, looking down, she noticed Dyomie had left a few bodies littering the hallway and the door open, so some must have wandered out of the building and onto the street.
Natasha, after finally reaching the door, quickly made her way in and locked the behind her. Hitting a light switch, Natasha was surprised to see that the lights still worked and she quickly set about filling a duffle bag with guns and their respective ammo, a few batons and even tear gas, after watching one too many post apocolypse movies and playing one too many survival games, Natasha knew that humans would be the greatest threat next to whatever the things outside were. However, that wasn't what worried her the most, she could her the sound of oncoming helicopters approaching.
Finally filling the bag, Natasha grabbed a few flashlights, flares and glow sticks and managed to fit them into the bag, which was too big and heavy for her to bring through the vents. Opening the door, she looked to the door which Dyomie had conveniently left open and Natasha made a run for the door, looking behind her, she looked down every hallway and watched as more walkers started to emerge, she kept pushing herself down the hallway and as she ran out the door, she quickly whipped around and slapped the door closed before running to the sewer grate. Lifting it, she noticed the huddle walkers reaching up at her. "Shit." Escaped her lips as she looked around for a clue, nothing, no note or even trail. Natasha rubbed her forehead with a sigh and as she did looked down on the ground, there was blood on the floor but it was smudged slightly but the last word was clear. Metro.
Natasha quickly took off, the walkers slowly walking towards her, she could hear the helicopters now, they were right on top of her. Natasha pushed herself harder as she neared the entrance, it was getting hard to breath and her legs were killing her, but she had to keep going. Bang. Natasha's heart stopped as she heard the first bang and several screams. "Oh my god." Natasha could see the entrance and she pushed herself forward. She leapt down the steps to the entrance and landed at the bottom but she was so exhausted she fell to the floor. Bang. Another explosion came from outside.
"Tasha!" She heard the familiar voice call as she looked up to see Phillip reaching down to pick her up. "What's happening out there?"
"There's no… no time. We have to go deeper." Natasha said through heavy breaths as Phillip helped her up. "Come on, we have to hurry." She said as she nodded to Dyomie in approval and thanks for keeping her word and keeping Phillip safe.