Astrid quickly regained her footing after her less than soft landing. Luckily nothing felt broken, which meant other than a few possible scrapes, she would be fine. "I would give anything for this to be over" she thought to herself. She heard Hiroko call out to everyone about using a manhole to escape the dead. She turned to see that Hiroko and Leeroy had already gotten to work on opening it. At least something was going right for once.

The moment of triumph was cut short however as the woman who came after her and a few others landed hard on her leg after Lucas climbed his way up the fence. From the looks of it, she could not walk and would need help, as if things could not get any worse. It was her own fault for stalling, she should have jumped. This was not the time for indecisiveness, nor fear.

Michie was the first one to the newly injured survivor of course, shouting for help as he tried lifting her. "We should just leave her, she would only slow--no, she's not infected, we can still save her" she thought. It was hard for the woman to push that thought out of her mind, after all leaving her would have been a far easier option. It would keep the zombies busy and they might even have had a chance to lose most of the dead following the group had the chain on the fence broke from the weight of bodies soon to be clamoring against the gate.

No, she did not have the right to play god with anyone's life, if there were lives to be saved, she would do her best to save them. It was hard to keep sight of humanity in this chaos, at times showing compassion seemed like it would cost more lives than it would save. She did not know how Michie managed to keep hold of his for so long. Sometimes she would forget that life is about more than just survival.

She headed towards his direction to see if there was anything she could do to help, but before she could, the menacing man named Lucas had gotten there. He flung her over his shoulders and headed for the manhole. at least they did not have to leave her behind like Enrique, that was the one good thing to come from all of this. The more people who made it meant that sacrificing him was not pointless.

It was surprising to her that he would help anyone, but the capacity for empathy is apparently engrained in everyone, even in someone like him. The woman quickly snapped out of her trance to see that the escape route was open. "c,mon luv, no reason to stay here" she mentioned to Michie. She ran towards the opening as the last survivor made it down the hole and jumped down with the rest of the group. With what seemed to be a safe exit, she hoped they could stop and catch their breath for at least a minute.

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"Move! Fucking move!"

Without asking for it, Hiroko soon had the help she needed. Leeroy leapt to her aid, albeit in angrily manner as he shouted at Hiroko to get out of the way. Remembering the American had a rather useful tool to pry open the manhole, Hiroko stood back, raising her aluminum baseball bat to guard herself, the rest of the group, and their only exit out of this madness.

One by one the party begun to flood through the manhole, stepping into the dark abyss that awaited them. No one was certain what would be down below--not even someone as intelligent as Hiroko was. It was all a guessing game, but none of the group had time to casually guess what might be down there. While the group descended, Hiroko found herself waiting, holding back the walkers that were desiring a tasty meal. Perhaps she was stupid for risking her life for some strangers Hiroko hardly knew, but even then, as a teacher, Hiroko knew she couldn't let harm come to them. They were her comrades in arms, and Hiroko had already seen enough death.

Once everyone was out of harm's way, Hiroko gave the walker-infested streets one last look before descending herself. Pulling the manhole closed with all the strength she could muster, Hiroko climbed down the ladder, landing in ankle deep water. She wasn't sure where they were, or if they would be able to escape the winding tunnels, but Hiroko knew one thing for certain: it reeked.

Nonetheless, Hiroko tried her hardest to ignore the stench that came from the tunnels. "Is everyone here?" Hiroko asked as she attempted to catch her breath, while those with flashlights turned them on to see in the darkness. It was evident that not everyone was okay, given Maureen's ankle injury, yet Hiroko hoped to God that no one was bitten. They were all exhausted, and just like a bite was a death sentence, it could easily become one for the group too.