Knowing that some serious shit was about to go down Matt decided to get all the help he could find. He was typically a loner, but in a situation like this you could never have too many friends... or temporary allies at the very least. With a swift kick he broke through the jammed emergency fire exit and made a mad dash around the side of the main building that was facing the nearby woods. One good thing about the heavy snowfall was that any tracks would give away any nearby threats, something Matt was very thankful to have.
As he swung around to make his way through the main parking lot he noticed a large mob of slow moving undead converging around an RV that was sandwitched between the two rows of parked cars and trucks. There were about twenty or thirty in all, well over a dozen at any rate... far too many to try and take with just a revolver and no backup. "Sorry about your luck, but maybe I'll swing back later." Matt noted as he crouched down and began moving towards the far end of the lot.
Up head was a thin treeline that separated the main campus from the offsite dorms next to the local gas station. Matt hadn't been here for long enough to know the full layout of the place but he had overhead Ryan talking about an extra dorm just up the road called the Northpoint Apartments as well. Maybe they weren't hit quite as hard since they were a bit further away... of course getting there through the thick snowfall and mobs of roaming zombies posed a challenge.
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