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After a trip that, although was relatively short, was longer to Clary as Eugene rambled about certain, almost useless facts, they had arrived to their destination: a large warehouse. Piling out of the van, they all gathered their weapons, Clary unsheathing her sword and picking at the blade to make sure it was sharp. As they gathered, Aiden looked around the outside of the warehouse they had parked by. "Looks like that door is our fastest way in and out." As they looked towards the door, Glenn shook his head. "We should know all of the exits first. So there's a plan if things go south." Clary looked away from her blade, spinning it in hand as she heard Nicholas speak up for the first time. "Already got one. It's called going out the front."

Seemingly proud with his little comeback, a small smile etched its way onto his face. Clary couldn't stop herself before she scoffed, his eyes averting towards her. "That is probably the dumbest idea anyone's said today, and it's not even noon—" Clary's voice was cut off as she saw Aiden's head cock up. "Heads up." Both Noah and Clary turned, the girl disrupted from her glaring at Nicholas, to see two Infected making their way towards the group. She looked to Noah, who motioned towards the one on the left, giving her the one on the right. Acknowledging the plan, she walked towards the Infected as Noah raised his gun. She knew it was easier to pick up a gun and shoot, but to her, that was just a waste of ammo. Twirling the blade in hand, she winded back before slicing into the Infected's head. With the sharpness of the blade, it cut easily and killed the Infected once and for all.

Cleaning the blade of blood on the Infected's clothing, she turned back around to see Noah talking to Aidan and walked towards the group. "Nice job Samurai," Aiden said, giving a quick nod of approval to the girl before looking back to the group. "Glenn's right, we should do a perimeter check. Know our exits just in case." Nicholas' eyes met the young girls and Clary raised an eyebrow, basking in the light that his suggestion of using the front door as an escape was so stupid his own friend didn't trust it. He clenched his jaw, looking away from the girl before they headed out, Clary joining Noah and Glenn.

They walked in silence for a while, Clary walking behind the two males as her eyes remained watchful for any signs of Infected, or walkers as Glenn and his group liked to call them. "Hey, that's a cool sword you got. They teach you how to fight with it where you're from?" Clary was surprised to see Noah looking back at her, his eyes curious as she nodded softly. "Yeah, we trained with melee weapons instead of guns just to preserve what little ammo we did have." Noah nodded, obviously impressed. "That's smart. I'm sure you could teach all of us a thing or two on how to be badass with a sword." Before she could respond to the boy, the snarling of Infected was heard and all three of the group rounded the corner. She let out a scoff as their eyes landed on the front entrance, dozens of Infected milling around by the door. "Well, we're not getting out the front," Glenn declared, Clary nodding in agreement. The three assessed how many Infected there were before heading back towards the door they agreed to go in through.

As everyone met up, Tara being tailed by Eugene and Nicholas and Aiden coming up together, they shared their findings. Glenn had not so obviously rubbed it into Nicholas' face that the front was a bad idea with the amount of Infected around it. They quickly gathered their bearings before the group of seven made their way towards the door of the warehouse. Aiden opened it, Glenn standing in the front as Clary brought up the rear, holding her blade firmly in hand as she kept a lookout for Infected. Her attention was taken away when she heard bangs on the door, looking towards the sound to see Glenn's hand fall from the door where he had made the loud noise. "Give it another second. It's a big place. There could be some inside." Aiden clenched his jaw before giving a slight nod. "So let's say they are. Let's move. Let's be safe." Glenn thought for a moment before nodding, looking at the group before signaling them to go inside. Clary followed the line, her eyes looking amongst the shadows to look for any distinguishable figures to see none. Clary walked in Glenn's footsteps, pulling out a flashlight and shining the area in front of her as her other hand held tightly onto her sword.