There were zombies in the alley below and on the roof above. She climbed down one more level of fire escape and peered through the dirty windows into an unfamiliar apartment. She saw no one and the front door was closed, chained.
Breaking a window would make noise, and noise attracts attention —and while the walking dead didn’t appear to be very good at climbing, they’d be at the inside door soon enough. Maybe before they broke through it the ones in the alley would have cleared out…
Even if not, she might be safe for an hour, maybe even longer.
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