Talasyn leaned against the dumpster bin, wiping her hair from her face. "I'm not sure. Probably secure one of the houses here so I can get some res-" before she could finish her sentence Talasyn fainted, her body sliding down the side of the dumpster, her lead pipe clattered against the metal bin before hitting the ground with a thunk. The loud noise echoed through the suburban street, attracting one or two of the zombies that had not been drawn to the river.