Alex started awake, hearing the cry, and feeling it through the earth.
"Another one!" he shouted, terrakenetically moving the slab, and bursting through the door. He grabbed his wepaons, and strode out. A lutter of movement outside the window caught his eye, and he saw the wings of the girl in the darkness.
"Dammit!" he shouted, looking back to Shadow who was asleep. With a sigh of frustration, he scribbled a quicky note:
Went to ened of street, warehouse. I have closed the door but you can get out, if needs be. We could use sniper support when you wake up, and see us fleeing for our lives.
Alex
He placed the note on his chest, the ran out, closing the door, and rushing to the window at the end of the corridor. Grasping a rope hanging by the window he dived out the window, and swung onto a nearby roof. Sprinting across the rooftops, he ran towards the sounds of commotion, swinging his rifle off his shoulders. As he neared, he saw the fight through the windows. Dropping to his knees, he took aim, and hit one of the charging infected in the chest with a sickening crack. He took aim on some of the downed infected, and shot them all through the chest, before looking back t the fight. Just in case.