Night 42: ????? (Building 23)

[lost_metal]

[From here]The streets were in total chaos, although Ed didn't really have much time to pay attention to it. He was rather more preoccupied with not getting eaten by the living dead! What was this supposed to be? They were rotting and disgusting and it was reminding him far too much of that bitch Dante. Was this what would have happened to her if

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[grosse_sklaven]

"All right," Adelheid agreed, limping a little faster as he made his way to the abandoned building. He'd relied on Edward's spear to keep himself safe, using brutal fist strikes to keep zombies off of the other boy's back, and then he saw the building. It seemed abandoned, but that might be to their advantage. If it could be barricaded, then they would be a little safer. And, of course, if there weren't any people in there at the start, they wouldn't have been transformed into zombies, now would they have?

Adelheid nodded grimly and used his long strides to get to the door, wrenching it open and turning back to Edward. "Come on!"

[lost_metal]

Adel was limping. That couldn't be good. Ed's frown deepened with concern as they headed for the building. He was tired, Adel was injured. It didn't look good for either of them. Even at full strength and unlimited by this place it would have been a dangerous fight because of the sheer numbers, but like this?

Desperate situations were Ed's specialty thankfully.

He hurried after Adel, moving more quickly to compensate for Adel being too tall and ducked inside the doorway.

[grosse_sklaven]

Adelheid slammed the door shut behind Edward, putting his shoulder to it to reinforce the rather fragile-looking paneling. This really didn't look good, at all; Adelheid didn't see much in this abandoned house, and certainly nothing like a weapon.

"Edward, try to find something we can barricade the door with! And hopefully somewhere a bit more defensible than here!" It was a long shot at best, but Adelheid didn't give up. Between the two of them, they'd survive. They had to; no amount of zombies were going to keep Adelheid from seeing his sister again!

[lost_metal]

Ed swore under his breath, a fluent string of expletives which would have made half the Amestris army blush to hear. That door wasn't going to hold for much longer and he cursed Martin Landel and all of his descendants once again for suppressing his powers because he should have been able to make this place into a fucking fortress!

He nodded and headed further into the dark interior of the building looking for anything to block the door with. it was remarkably bare although he finally located a run down looking desk set lonely in the middle of the bare floor. With a shove, he got it moving, starting to drag it back towards the door. It might not last for long but it was something and would buy them some time. "Here!" he called as he approaching, angling the desk towards Adel as he continued to push it to the door.

[grosse_sklaven]

"Good!" Adelheid wished that he had his powers- he could have completely crushed all of this resistance without breaking a sweat, and yet, here he was, having to grab for any potential weapons or defenses that he could possibly reach.

Adelheid helped Edward to wedge the desk at the door, then Adelheid looked around. Windows... there were windows. They wouldn't last at all, and that meant that there were far too many vulnerable openings. "...this place isn't going to hold," Adelheid muttered, "was there a second floor or another room we could barricade?"