They're Coming

Meanwhile,

"Is it a group of survivors?"

Lieutenant Trejo had already woken up because of the commotion happening outside, especially hearing the loud and familiar rumble of a truck.

He quickly got up from the sofa, and walked over towards the windows and peered down, looking at the darkness below.

With the moon hiding behind the cloudy skies, Trejo wasn't able to see anything clearly, but he could clearly hear someone or something fighting on the streets. Sadly, he can't make an accurate judgment if it was a group of people or just by their lonesome just from listening to the noises below.

"Who's so crazy that they are fighting zombies so late into the night?"

Trejo squinted his eyes and immediately noticed that the sound of fighting was actually very close to his location.

"What the heck? The noises are actually coming from the streets below," murmured Trejo while he quickly started checking his body and his weapons.