I was left alone. After hearing the announcement, I was completely thankful, and a weight was lifted off of my chest. Someone had killed the big guy, and I was grateful. I couldn't stay in the hotel forever- I knew that- and I slowly headed down the stairs, my guard up. The only things I had for defense were a couple of nutrition bars and a water bottle.
What luck.
My foots creaked down the stairs, and I don't think anybody noticed me. I passed by a lot of commotion on the 3rd floor, and a horrible stench on the 2nd. At the bottom of the staircase, there was a dead girl, and I had to refrain from puking. I stepped over her, gagging, and quickly ran to the front door. If anybody were to be near me as I passed, they wouldn't of seen me. I grabbed a shard of glass of of the floor.
It's not like I wanted to go solo, but I couldn't trust anybody. There was a traitor, and getting stabbed in the back was not something I looked forward to.
Literally.
I stepped outside, glass shard in hand, and looked at the city around me, not sure what to expect....