Her vision focused on a boy waving his hands and making several gestures.
[i]Move? ... Move![/i] Itoe clasped her hand over her mouth to stop her from breathing so loud, and watched as those disgusting corpses tripped over one another to head over towards the rock. [i]They're blind...? They move towards noise... Echolocation.[/i] Mentally, she took notes before taking small steps, trying to make as little noise as possible as she made her way towards the opposite side of the roof. [i]Slow and steady Fujimoto...[/i] Her breaths were kept short and quiet, almost hyperventilating.

[i]Almost there![/i] Her knees felt weak as she shuffled along. She could hear there groans at the other end, they were digging around, persistent to find a person or a living being to feast upon. Finally, she made it to the other side. Itoe stood still, her hand still clasped over her mouth, making sure not one ounce of noise came out.