Bab 838: Small Gap - Peeker's Advantage

After the second explosion, more pulp and dismembered pieces were regurgitated from the door that was barely hanging on, but it didn't take long before several alarms blared one after the other. Coupled with their rotating orange lights which were also present in the hallway that we were in, our attempt to sneakily shave off their numbers had gone to shit.

But at this point, I already had my rifle ready but Dave and Quinn were still arguing a few steps above me.

Dave exclaimed, "WHAT THE FUCK'S WRONG WITH YOU ALL?! THAT WAS ONLY A COUPLE OF ZOMBS, YOU DON'T HAVE TO BLOW THE PLACE UP?! CAN YOU IMAGINE THE REPAIRS—"

Quinn almost smacked the shit out of him, "REPAIRS?! THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE WORRYING ABOUT?! CAN YOU EVEN BEGIN TO EXPLAIN AS TO HOW YOUR SURE-FIRE WAY TO KEEP THEM IN PLACE GOT BYPASSED?! THAT'S MORE THAN A COUPLE THAT GOT FREE, RIGHT?!"

"N-NO! T-THEY SHOULD BE FUCKING BEHEADED IF THEY EVER TRY TO—"