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With what took less than an hour felt like an eternity for Ronald as he scaled fences and ran across yards before he reached the edge of the neighborhood that lead into the outskirts of town. It had been a delayed inevitability, but it wasn't a challenge that he would back down from. Afterall, this was his chance to see proof that he wasn't alone in this desolate city. He did allow a moment's break though so to catch his breath as he turned and leaned up against the brick wall that was erected around the establishment he had navigated through in order to get where he was. All was quiet, and nothing was following him... Everything was having a good start so far.
When Ronald felt ready to do so the officer took off his bag then tossed it over the wall, pausing to hear how it landed before feeling that it was safe enough for him to follow the pack he had tossed. "Isn't this just lovely.." He muttered as he grabbed the edge of the wall and pulled himself to the top. Once he was up and about to throw himself over the officer surveyed his surroundings. To the left and right he noticed some walkers shambling around without spotting him yet, and ahead he eyed an alleyway that stretched out between what he thought to be a torched drug store and a gymnasium that had it'd front windows shattered. Ahead past the buildings he could see just a glimpse of green and orange; the 7/11, and it looked like the noise was attracting more attention than just the officers. The best he could do was hope whoever shot survived the encounter, and that he could arrive before the entire city was ontop of them.
So he set forth, pushing himself off the top of the wall he had balanced himself on and landing beside the backpack he had tossed over the wall. When his boots met the ground the officer shot his eyes left to right, trying to once again search for any imminent threats while he collected his backpack in preparation to make a cautious approach towards the alleyway. Typically he'd go from cover to cover, but unlike downtown scenes these streets were almost desolate with not a single automobile in sight.. Nothing to hide behind or sneak around. All he could rely on was his ability to move silently with a tad of luck.
When Ronald felt ready to do so the officer took off his bag then tossed it over the wall, pausing to hear how it landed before feeling that it was safe enough for him to follow the pack he had tossed. "Isn't this just lovely.." He muttered as he grabbed the edge of the wall and pulled himself to the top. Once he was up and about to throw himself over the officer surveyed his surroundings. To the left and right he noticed some walkers shambling around without spotting him yet, and ahead he eyed an alleyway that stretched out between what he thought to be a torched drug store and a gymnasium that had it'd front windows shattered. Ahead past the buildings he could see just a glimpse of green and orange; the 7/11, and it looked like the noise was attracting more attention than just the officers. The best he could do was hope whoever shot survived the encounter, and that he could arrive before the entire city was ontop of them.
So he set forth, pushing himself off the top of the wall he had balanced himself on and landing beside the backpack he had tossed over the wall. When his boots met the ground the officer shot his eyes left to right, trying to once again search for any imminent threats while he collected his backpack in preparation to make a cautious approach towards the alleyway. Typically he'd go from cover to cover, but unlike downtown scenes these streets were almost desolate with not a single automobile in sight.. Nothing to hide behind or sneak around. All he could rely on was his ability to move silently with a tad of luck.