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Ginger nodded and spun on his heel, walking towards the further reaches of the storage facility. He doubted any zombies were back there, they would have been attracted by the noise by now. But even then Ginger kept his machete ready to swing. Ginger stepped lightly, peering into the darkness with squinted eyes. After searching for a few minutes he could not find a door, but in a small office there was a window that looked like it could be easily kicked in. "That'll have to do." He murmured to himself, turning back around to find the others. Ginger rounded the corner, watching the others from a distance. "Hey! I found a way out!" He signaled to grab their attention.