Plywood nailed over the windows, across the doorways. Looks strong, but how strong? There’s a ladder up to a second-floor balcony where the railing has been removed. Do we climb it? If there’s someone alive in there, why wasn’t it pulled up out of reach? The occupant might have gone searching for food or other supplies and never returned. Or they might have gone recently and return just as we are ransacking their possessions.
We can’t just sit and observe; sooner or later zombies will smell us and come looking for meat. We have to decide. I hate this part.