"You've done it this time! Asshole! You've killed us all!" Shouted the man in glasses to Alex, which unable to say a single word, stared at the faces of his companions. From their faces, He was able to discern the most devastating feeling that a human could ever feel when facing death.. And that feeling, was helplessness. The group was giving up the more time passed, and it was all his fault.
This hadn't been the first time that the former soldier had caused a situation like this, but never before had it happened when they were trapped with no possible way out. The back of the shop had only two entrances, one inside the store, and the other to the back. Unfortunately, there already were dead ones banging at both of those doors.
There was no escape.