[Irene]
The weight of the two extra bags begins to wear down on Irene. It had been easy getting to the gym--but getting back was another story. Now Irene could detect the faint smell of zombies in the hallways, meaning there were probably some up ahead.
I need to stay in the more open areas so I have room to dodge and fight.
As Irene approached the art room, there was a zombie shambling towards her by the 9th grade stairwell.
Dang it! If they are truly undead humans, then I need to destroy the brain. Or disconnect the head from the body.
Gripping the bat with two hands, she starts the swing and connects it with the zombie's head as she is running past. Sufficiently injured and dazed, the zombie slumps to the ground.
I don't think that killed it...guess I'll have to swing harder next time.
Another zombie was around the Humanities hall, probably lured there by that idiot student.
As she tries to swerve around that zombie, its hand suddenly reaches out and snags one of the bags. Reacting quickly, Irene unslings the bag and rushes over to the media center doors.