"Mike's right. The longer we stay, the more chances we have of those things ambushing us. For Christ's sake, didn't somebody make sure the back door was closed?" Lilith asked as she walked off after Mike and left the three remaining bikers by themselves. "I'll go check and see if the back door is secured." Eddie said as he began walking towards the direction the stray zombie had come from. "Ming, why don't you go help Mike and Lilly get our shit together?"
Ming nodded and took moment to retrieve her switchblade before heading up front with Dan following behind her. "Fuck this." he muttered under his breath as the two came back to the front of the bar. Lilith didn't have much with her besides her bike, though she was able to scavenge a backpack off of some college kid who had died the previous night which she began filling with stuff that might be useful.
After everyone had loaded up a backpack or bag of some sort Mike called everyone to the bar for one last drink as they formed a plan. "We've stocked up on about all that we can, the question now is what should we do when we head out there? We all have our bikes, but noise seems to draw those things in... maybe we should head out on foot?" Nobody said anything as a few of the bikers sipped their beer. Mike frowned. "We have to do something people."
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