Andys new "friend" was turning pale but with 1 eye on him and the other flashing the lights he couldn't really do anything until contact was made, soon hopefully because it sounded like a group of Mormons where at the door and we all know them are some persistent fuckers.

From his distance Abel saw someone sitting against the door. "Mitch!" Recognizing his friend sitting against the door he ran over with a smile. Shit might actually be looking up, for once. His hopes were dashed when he got closer, slumped against the door, covered in his own dried blood, was Mitch. Groaning echoed from behind the door, and instantly Abel knew what had happened. "Mitch you stupid noble bastard..." Abel pulled his body away from and laid it flat. Mitch was a good person, and he didn't deserve to die like this. Out of his dead friend front pocket Abel saw a carton of cigarettes. "Sorry buddy." He checked for his lighter but he didn't have it on him. "When you think the day can't get any fucking worse.." He groaned before walking back to the phone. He could see lights in the mall starting to flicker. His knowledge of Morse code was extremely limited, and he didn't get the light signal at all. "Hey Andy you still up there?"

"good to hear you stranger, i was sure you were a goner" Andy replied downt the phone,"so buddy you got a name?" andy replied, atleast someone could hear him

"Names Abel. I used to work at that sporting goods place." Abel chuckled dryly. As much as he hated working at the place, nobody in the mall deserved the fates they recieved. "So I assume that's you playing with the lights, you a security guard or something?"

"i know what you mean bro, well Abel its nice to meet you, na i just work maintenance i keep this death trap running behind the scenes, and yea im using morse code to see if anyone can understand me" Andy said as he scanned the monitors for movement, " so wats your situation man, are you safe and can you run?" the answers to these questions would decide how Andy's plan went from here.

After quite a lot of time hiding in the restroom, Chester finally came out. There was a hoard of zombies that came after him when he was signaling at the CCTV. Luckily, the brainless undead didn't follow further. He went out, checking if there were any zombies left, and waved at the CCTV once more. He then decided to seek his priorities.

"Food, weapons, clothes, water... Signal." Chester sighed. Signal was down. He couldn't contact his family. He opened up the flashlight of his iPhone. He checked his surroundings to see if there were any thing he could get. Nothing. What he did notice though, was the floor was wet and it smelled more awful than it already was earlier. "What the fuck happened here?" He noticed another CCTV camera. He directed the light from his phone towards the CCTV for a while. He then left to find more things.

"Fuck." There were lots of them there. He crouched his way out of the direction he was supposed to go. "What the fuck am I supposed to do now..." Chester said. He then faced the opposite direction to go back from where he cam from. "Shit!" He saw zombies coming towards him. They were slipping, as the floor is wet, but the numerous undead scared him. This was the most zombies he has ever seen. One last time, he aimed his iPhone's light towards the CCTV and ran to a clothing store. "I can't keep hiding... I need to find Andy..."

Andy saw the monitor flicker with a bright glare, it was a signal, "hold that thought abel" and reached for the PA "hey guy heading for the clothing store if you can hear me there's an emergency phone on the back wall of the book shop!" he shouted, "GO BOOK SHOP!!" he shouted again he only hoped the man heard him.

"Yeah I can hear you! Oh wait, he doesn't hear me..." Chester said with a bit of hope. He turned on the flashlight again and directed it to the CCTV as a signal that he got the message. "Book shop... It's right across... but damn there's a lot of zombies." He took out the knife he got from the store he used to work in and held it tightly. He checked if there were many zombies through the glass. "Fair amount... but I need to get there real quick." Chester said to himself. He readied himself. "This might be it."

He opened the door and ran as fast as he could only to remember that the floor's wet. When he reached the book store, he fell on his back and shouted out of pain. "Oh shit. This isn't good." said Chester when he noticed that he got the attention of some zombies. He stood up as fast as he could even if he was in pain. He opened the door of the book store and pushed the shelves of books to the front door. The door was shut tight and the zombies seems to have lost track of me. He went ahead and started finding the phone. "Back wall of the book shop, back wall of the book shop..." He kept reminding himself. He saw it. Right there. He never felt this much happiness. "Fuck yes!" He shouted out of joy. Little did he know there was an undead in the shop with him too. He picked up the phone and said, "Andy, it's me. The guy earlier. Chester's my na-" He was then grabbed by another zombie. This time he managed to kill the zombie with more ease than he did earlier. It only took him two stabs this time. He then picked up the phone that was hanging by the wire. "Andy, you there?

"buddy you ok, you safe?" Andy replied to chester down the phone, if only Andy could get everyone togeather they might just stand a chance.
The slamming on the door behind Andy was louder now but he couldnt change that fot the time being, Andy looked across to his friend only to realise he was dead, "ok this is it" he said to himself.

"I'm safe for now, the gate is keeping the zombies out, but it's keeping me in." Walking through the Manga section of the shop he browsed through the shelves for something to pass the time. "They might get bored eventually and saunter off, but for now its out of the question." He stopped a grabbed a volume of Attack on Titan, before sitting down against the wall. Cracking open the manga, he figure they were lucky not be dealing with the series' antagonist, Titans were pretty much just like zombies, but huge. A Colossal Zombie? No thanks. From his position he noticed a wall graphic staring down at him. The graphic depicted the comic book version of Michonne from The Walking Dead with her "pets", and crazy suicidal idea crossed his mind. "Andy you think you could clear the dead outside the gate somehow, maybe distract them?"

"yea, the karaoke is still set up across from the comic book store,i could give it some power but if i do the zombies will go from the front of the store but it will attract a fuck load more, why whats your plan?" Andy wasn't a fan of dieing but if Chester could get out he wasn't to far from Andy and right now Andy needed help.
the stranger bound to the radiator started to twitch and groan, "20 minuets" Andy said as he slowly walked over to the man wrench in hand, "sorry friend" Andy sighed as he swung the wrench into the face of the recently undead young man, and with a crunch the strangers usefulness was over.

Elie dashed past a few mob of zombies and went inside a clothing store. She took a breather and sat down in a little corner trying to process what happened. "Why is the mall overrun by ugly, deformed, creatures." She stared down at the fire extinguisher, "stupid scientists." She paused for a moment looking at the corner of her eye. One was slowly creeping up on something. Quickly, she knew what it wanted. It was a dead body getting eaten by three other zombies. She covered her mouth trying not to make a peep. Slowly, Elie got up and quietly made her way to the entrance. She looked back.
.....Urrrrghhhhh....
She ran as fast as she could to leave that place."I need to go home." She bit her lip, "Hopefully, Lucky is alright." She started worrying about her pet Lucky. He might've brought in some attention with his barking. "Oh no..Please be safe, Lucky."

Andy sat down and finished wiping the blood off his wrench when he thought he saw somebody else running past a camera, the only problem was that the zombies ran as well, luckily if you ever saw a zombie run you would know why its easy to see the difference, Andy repeated his message over the PA system and did another round of Morse-code on the lights.

Abel stared at the graphic again. "Well it's a really stupid idea that might end up with me getting eaten, but hey nothing ventured nothing gained." He made his way back to the backroom door. "When I tell you, I need you activate the karaoke, and when the zombies get off the gate I need you to lift it." The banging on the door got louder, and the zombies Mitch had locked in were close to the door. He had no idea how he was going to pull this off. The idea might not even work in the first place it came from a work of fiction after all. Then again just a few hours ago zombies were just works of fiction :I'll call you later Andy.".

Chester picked the phone after hiding from a hoard of zombies that appeared right in front of the very book store he was in. "Andy? Tell me the directions. Which ways should I take to get to you?" Chester asked. He heard moaning from the other side of the line. He patiently waited for his answer. "There's still hope..." Chester mumbled to himself.

"right abel just signal when and il do it, good luck bro" Andy didnt sound to happy but if the man made it then it would make for a hell of a story.

"hey man good to hear your voice, you gotta be fast but there's a guy a few stores away whose gonna make a run for it as well, im gonna turn on the karaoke then what i need you too do if sprint out and right" Andy was so happy that the survivors where at least trying, "when you round the corner there will be a (staff only) sign, go through it and im at the end of the corridor, shout my name when your near and il open the door,but be careful i think i have a few unwanted guests" Andy said with a smirk on his face.

Elie's foot was caught on a small lip in the pavement where it had cracked previously and prevented her from taking another step, she was confused and didn't know what had happened until she was half way to the floor and her body had already dragged her hands up in front of my face to protect herself. Her stomach churned over and she felt sick for this brief moment. Contact. Her hands grazed along the floor and skin tore from them and pain screamed through her palms in a horrible sting, her head bumping her arm shortly after-wards. She felt dizzy and had a headache from the trauma of her head jerking so suddenly her hands stung less than she thought, but upon inspection she found them to be bleeding and covered with grit from the floor. She stumbled to get up and wiped my hands down, composing herself and trying to make herself unseen. Zombies began surrounding her, she got in a fighting stance, that's when she noticed her fire extinguisher was gone. "Oh nonononono." Elie panicked, she noticed it in a little corner.
Elie quickly dashed towards it trying to not let one of them grab her from behind. "I should cut my hair. Its to dangerous for them to grab me there.." She said as she ran towards to grab her weapon.

Michael heard a scream. Screams usually meant either pain or fear... or just a really good surprise. Either way, none of these things were ever a good sign in a zombie apocalypse, so Michael went to go investigate.

"Ok, usually this type of 'lone scout' expeditions end up with the person getting eaten," he told Izzy, "Mind following me along? Cover me in case I get jumped?"

Not waiting for her to answer, he headed in the direction of the scream. It just so happened that the clothing store had another entrance in the opposite direction of the one he and Izzy had gotten through. That wasn't good. A few zombies had already gotten through, and worse still, they were about to gang up on a blonde who had fallen. Michael ran quickly up to the shutters and slammed a button to get them to close before running back to a zombie nearest to the girl, running his blade through its forehead. Pulling it out, he tossed the corpse towards the oncoming group, stumbling them for a few short moments.

"Up!" He shouted to the girl as he reached out his hand to help her up.

Too distracted and awestruck by the lovely blonde standing before, Izzy barely even noticed anything of what was going on around her, such was always when her eyes fell upon a ravishing dame such as this, and damn was this chick ravishing. Izzy could stare into her crystaline blue eyes forever, being lulled into such lustful trances, but immediately, she was snapped out of it when Michael's voice came into play, saying something along the lines of going alone to investigate that recent scream would be a suicide mission, and frankly anything done alone during Z-day was asking to have your brains chomped on and your organs slurped like cheap ramen by the likes of the living dead, so naturally Michael was damn right Izzy was gonna tag along to watch his back, besides...she kind of needed another distraction from her here recent one, ogling over a hot blonde chick like the gawking otaku she was. "Yeah man. Wait up!" She followed after the masked zombie killer, donning her own mask again and getting her machete ready to taste more zombie blood.

As they neared the back of the store, a terrifying discovery they had made. There was another exit, and this one was wide open, just asking for the rotting corpses outside to rush in and feast on whoever was taking refuge. "Conjo! That ain't good." And already, the dead were pouring in, just a few for the moment, but a few could lead to a thousand. But what really grabbed the Mexican's attention was not the fact a gate had been left open this whole fucking time, well okay it did sorta, but that's not what she was focused on...or rather whom. Her eyes were met again with who else, but another attractive blonde. Goddammit! All these hot blondes being chased by zombies, it's like some cheap B-movie. Well, at least I have something better to look at instead of these puss spewing freaks. While her buddy took care of the girl and shut the gate, Izzy finished off the rest of the zombies, having no qualms as she rammed her blade through their grotesque skulls and sent the undead fucks back to Hell. "Yeah! Don't fuck with me, putas!" Then she sheathed her blade, just in time to make it back to the girl, just to make sure she was alright, and....check her out a bit. "Hey, you okay. chica? Good thing we got to you, si?"