(I'm so sorry, I thought I'd posted.)

Nick slowly advanced into the house, scanning the area for a few moments. When the first room proved to be empty, he advanced down the hallway to the left weapon ready. When the young man saw nothing, he cracked open one of the doors and peered within, but not before glancing back to check on his group. The room was too dark to see anything inside, so he pushed the door open and beckoned backward with one arm hoping someone had a light.

Marc waited, tensed and ready to thrust his spear into whatever enemy may threaten them. When Andrew lifted his finger, he shifted a bit and exhaled slowly, glancing at the other house for just a moment. He couldn't see inside, so he just waited for Andrew to continue with the door silently, on edge. Every enclosed space was life or death. Your life could be ended in just a second... Something he'd worried enough about before the fungus took over.