Jay grunted as he pushed the boxes out of the way, careful to not make much noise, who knows what might be there? A 'zombie' perhaps. As he made his way inside the upper floor, he clicked his tounge. Here seemed like it was livable in, well since the apocalypse. Barricaded pretty well so hard to get it- His head snapped to the noise, a soft grumble coming from somewhere over there. A grumble. Zombies couldn't create such noise. Well not to Jay's knowledge. He walked over silently, his hand moving to the gun on his belt. He raised a brow in confusion, he was in the corner he heard the grumble from. No one was there. He scoffed looking around his gaze fixating on the elevator shaft, peaking in, and his breath caught in surprise. A human? Not a zombie for the least. No rotting smell, and they looked fine in the dim light, expect for a few scabs and bruises. Jay cleared his throat, calling in, his voice hoarse, since he didn't have anyone to talk to, not using his voice at all You okay?
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