Zombie Drabble #405 "Potable"

Red burst through the door. "Bring every pot and pan and tupperware. Hurry."

They scooped up everything they could find and carried it up to the roof by the armful. It was only just beginning to drizzle.

Red stood at the edge, staring up and out to the West. "Is there anything big down there we can empty it into? Like a barrel?"

"There's a big utility sink. I think there's a stopper—"

"Find out. Give it a good wipe down." Red opened his mouth, let a raindrop fall in. "We're going to be on bucket brigade duty all night."