Watching from the sidelines

Reluctant to leave they didn't get far before they ran into some normal security guards, young ones that recently joined.

They looked fresh out of training and clueless.

"Help him!" 

That was all she could shout since Charm didn't know the actual name of the team leader. 

The team leader had been pushed up against a bedroom window.

Under the fluorescent life they could see his facial expression reflected in the glass of the bedroom window.

Fearless. 

Here was a spirit warrior that didn't cower in a crisis, even though he was now outnumbered by zombies.

He was prepared to use himself as bait to distract the zombies so that Charm and Zinc could get away. 

Team leader kicked at one zombie while shoving his precious baby, the Beretta 950 into another zombie's open mouth. 

Hilariously, the zombie gnawed on the gun, dark liquid that reminded her of a mix of mucus and saliva slobbered all over the barrel of the gun.