Nightshift 42: Bill's Hardware

[ruthless_hunter]

[from here]Lockdown kicked the door to the hardware store down and barged in. There was already a zombie in here, a big one, who the bounty hunter guessed was the owner of the store. There were also two other zombies with him, so Lockdown was already outnumbered. But that had never stopped the bounty hunter

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[no_side_effects]

As late as it had gotten, Wesker was hardly surprised that they had not made it back to the institute before night fell. It was much more surprising that they were in town, with the sun not even fully set, when the transformation took place.

That the transformation reached this far out was somewhat disappointing. He had hoped it would be an isolated event to the institute, but it was possible that the town was close enough to be effected. How far did this extend out, though?

Wesker's attention was drawn from such contemplation by very familiar sounds. After so many years of creating and exterminating them, Wesker knew what a zombie sounded like. A glance outside had revealed that they were coming up out of the ground. What were they doing there anyway, this was hardly a cemetery. Wesker grabbed the largest pair of folding knives he could find and stuffed them in his pockets

[no_side_effects]

The young man was doing a good job of acting calm. It didn't seem like it was from a state of shock, either. Interesting. "Just don't get bitten, if you do, you'll wind up like them. The 'fate worse than death' so to speak," Wesker advised. There were zombies in the store, he could hear them, but he could also hear other patients fighting them.

He kept a wary eye out for the zombies, and the fellow patients that were fighting them. This was no time to let his guard down and get complacent. Wesker had survived as long as he had because he did neither of those things. This store really wasn't the best place to defend. He would need to find someplace better.

[no_side_effects]

Wesker couldn't help but grin slightly. He was experiencing a bit of nostalgia, and while a zombie epidemic might have been extremely threatening to the rest of the population, Wesker could only mentally laugh at this latest hoop that Dr. Landel was making them jump through

[thebatbutler]

[From here]Alfred whacked one last zombie aside with his rolling pin, before pushing open the door to the hardware store and slipping inside. He made sure to close the door firmly behind himself, crushing some zombie fingers in the process. He moved through the store, rolling pin held ready to swing, his canvas sack, and its contents, firmly in place on his back

[no_side_effects]

Wesker had no intention of discussing the nature of the zombies that rose out of the ground. They did defy logic, just as much as the transformation that accompanied the setting of the sun. "The Grocery store had a second floor, I believe," Although Wesker hadn't been in there himself except to check the bulletin board, if he recalled, it was a Doctor's office. "It's on this street, though we will have to fight our way over there."

That would give him a chance to do some investigating if they managed to appropriately secure the building. The approach of an old man, and his manner of addressing the younger man were quite unusual. Master Timothy. Worth noting, that indicated that Tim was from a well-off family. That made his calm in this situation more odd. People didn't keep their calm like this without training and practice, and while the heir of a rich family would need to know how to keep his cool, Wesker doubted it such training would extend to zombies or similar situations in most cases

[thebatbutler]

Alfred raised an eyebrow at Timothy's assessment of the situation. Apparently the man that he was with had fought zombies before. While this was noteworthy, and slightly interesting, it wasn't quite shocking. After all, there were plenty of events that had occurred in Alfred's life that he was certain would get him locked in a mental institute, were he to speak of them to an outside party. Unfortunately, he couldn't recall Batman ever creating a scenario on "What to do in the Case of a Zombie Infestation". He decided that this stranger would have to be trusted for now. There weren't a whole lot of options available

[no_side_effects]

"Severe cranial damage is indeed the best and most effective way to stop a zombie. Burning them is also effective, so long as you can stay away from it until the fire has a chance to cause enough tissue damage to render it immobile while it burns to death," Wesker paused to look at the old man, his expression very unreadable. "Throwing something in a zombie's face isn't going to do anything. I would recommend the knife, but it would be better to just avoid getting that close. They tend to be quite contagious, and the last thing we need is an outbreak among the patient population