Timothy Raddington
Present Time, Three Towers Apartment Complex, Second Floor HallwayAlas, Timothy had promptly been ignored and more bullets had been fired. That was a very intelligent course of action; attracting zombies AND sending everyone into a panic. It was so brilliant that it blew his mind. Though he was thinking this, he had been among the first to run up the stairs the moment that 'soldier' began spraying his bullets.
Which of course led him to this situation. Since he was at the front, he had been among those who made it pass what seemed to be a zombie dog. That was very fortunate of course because otherwise it could have been him instead of a man he recognized as his neighbour three rooms down and a random woman from the church.
It wasn't as if he wanted to stay and watch the scene but at the same time continuing up the stairs meant leaving the main crowd and something like this could happen in the upper floors except with much less people around. He was NOT doing that. And didn't someone say they had to barricade the second floor?
Anyway, he could've swore the dog was Jay. No, he was confident as he had played with the dog several times.
Thankfully though, now it was dead... or deader thanks to the firewoman crushing it over and over with her boots. Oh god that was disgusting.
"Madison! I think he's down already," said Timothy. He had met the firewoman several times in the lobby before and caught her name through some small talk. "We should start barricading the stairway with stuff from the rooms!"