The Mall

Mike awoke a little startled at a grumbling noise. He stood up quickly tipping the chair he was lounging on earlier. He looked around and heard it again, but this time he felt it as well. Realizing what it was he lowered his head to his stomach and rubbed it, "Oh man, I'm hungry". Hours could have gone by while he was passed out. Mike decided it looked safe enough to go and scavenge some food, maybe some other useful supplies as well if he ran into them. Hopefully there wouldn't be any trouble along the way...

He pressed the red button to lift the gate and pushed a cabinet about half his size under where it would go back down. Pressing it again, the gate lowered and stopped on the top of the cabinet. This would provide a safe way to get back in and hopefully keep the zombies out. Mike crawled under and started toward a new direction looking for a fast food joint or restaurant along the way. After a few minutes of walking he heard something and slowed his pace to a tip toe almost. It sounds like talking! He came to the corner of the walkway and peeked around. There was a group of people walking with two others behind. Mike didn't want to shout to them but he didn't want to sneak up on them either. He turned the corner and began to jog at a steady pace to try and catch up to them. I just pray they're friendly...

Richard huffed when he found that Car and Skylar were still way behind the group, "Car would ya hurry it up before some zombie tries to eat your two!" he called to them. Then he noticed some person jogging towards them, his mind raced though he tried to keep a cool head. So instead of shooting which was his instinct when someone was running towards his sister, he quickly walked back to the two lazy bums, his gun stiffly in his hand.

Carlyn turned around, noticing that her brother's attention was set firmly on something behind them. She now saw the man jogging towards them, looking almost hopeful.

"Oh put it away Richard, he's obviously not a zombie," Carlyn whispered to her brother. He didn't put the gun away, though he did seem to relax, which was good enough for Carlyn.

"Let me guess," Richard said, realizing that this man wasn't going to be hostile, "your a survivor too and are in need of some good old fashion revenge?" Carlyn rolled her eyes at her brother's pathetic display of a joke.

"I'm Richard by the way, Richard Lynch," he said extending his hand in greeting as the man got close enough, "This is my annoying sister Carlyn. And this lovely young woman with strikingly red hair is Skylar."

Skylar tried to shake the thoughts that kept creeping back into her mind. What if she didn't make it? What if the people she just met were killed? What if her family was dead...what if they were zombies? It's one thing to kill a zombie, but one that is..well, use to be your family. Skylar's normal happy expression was long gone and her face had went a little dark under he blazing hair. She tried to shake the thoughts away again, but it just wasn't working. That's when she saw Carlyn and Richard both glancing back at her. She quickly hid her dark face, replacing it with a fake smile as she watched Carlyn wait for her. She swung her bat in an almost child-like manner as she finally caught up with Carlyn.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" Skylar mumbled, nodding once as Carlyn put her arm around her shoulders. That's when she heard Richard call back to them. She nervously glanced over her should when he mentioned something about zombies trying to eat them. That's when she saw a guy jogging toward them. She froze for a second, her grip on the bat tightening that is until she noticed that he wasn't zombie like at all.

With a glance to her new friends, Skylar watched as the guy finally reached them. She arched a brow at Richards try to joke with the new guy. She smiled as Richard introduced her. "Hello." She mused softly with a small wave.