Nightshift 42: Bohr Street

[pleading_ngri]

[from here]

Windows were dark on Bohr street, but doors worryingly open, and Phoenix's eyes kept darting to each new entrance they passed, dark rectangles like open graves. He tried to think of what was this way, but his mind was a spinning blank, bolting like a rabbit every time a new face turned to stare at them with those hollow, filmy eyes. "

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[roseoverture]

[From here]

Utena and Juri closed the door of Mountain Antiques behind them as they burst out to keep more zombies from coming at the people still inside the store. Thankfully, as they ran out onto Bohr street, there didn't seem to be as many zombies about, but there were still some shambling around in clusters, and there were a lot of patients fighting them off. Utena's first instinct was to run over and help the closest people in danger. "Those two guys are surrounded!" she called to Juri, pointing to the two blondes fighting off a small horde.

[fencing_captain]

Juri hadn't given up the candlestick for the poker. She wasn't about to give up a weapon in this nightmare town. She did switch it to her off-hand. She didn't usually fight two-handed, but a poker was hardly a sword either. The weight was unfamiliar but at least it gave her some distance from the teeth and claws.

Her first thought when Utena pointed out the surrounded blond boys was to leave them be, but she checked herself. There was no reason to be so callous. Just because she wanted to get to safety herself didn't mean she'd leave others to possibly die. "We could try," she said, her tone still grudging. Maybe a bigger group would have a better chance at survival.

[roseoverture]

Thankful that Juri wasn't going to be difficult about helping others, Utena made a charge for the horde surrounding the two. As they got close, however, it became clear that the horde was getting too thick to fight through easily. More zombies kept coming, and no matter how much Utena bashed and stabbed at them, it didn't seem to help

[fencing_captain]

Juri drew herself upright, her eyes first drawn to the dazzling crosses, then to Utena. Utena looked weary, but probably no more frightened than Juri felt herself. She hoped her own worry didn't show. "Somewhere high would work, but I don't know this place. Have you been in any shop with access to the roof?"

They couldn't linger long. Their sweet, hot flesh and blood would bring more undead to find them soon. No direction seemed better than any other. "I think there's more noise that way," she mused, pointing toward Main Street. "We should go away from that."

[roseoverture]

Utena looked back over her shoulder toward North Street. "I don't know about roof access, but I think there's a car dealership around the corner and next-door to where we just were. I don't hear as much noise over that way," she suggested, her legs already turning and moving in that direction. "Even if there's no way to get on the roof, a car might be a good thing to be inside if we can get one started."

Truth be told, Utena wasn't sure whether or not that was true, but the idea sounded good in her head for the moment at least. A car seemed the sort of thing that could serve as moving armour for them. It didn't hurt that she had been seeing a lot of a certain red sports car around campus before ending up in the institute, either, though.

"Come on, let's go," she said, again not really thinking about who it was she was giving orders to.

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