That of course did not even register in the undead thing’s mind, as it scrambled after the pair with a wild eagerness. Gaia flung open the door and sprinted the short distance to the house, directly opposite the one they exited. She looked over her shoulder to see Nick running after her. As she waited for him, she heard rustling in the dark behind him, the noise of the broken glass no doubt attracting more of the living dead. Nick ran past her and she slammed the door shut, locking it from the inside. The pair made their way quietly through the halls of the house to the opposite side. Gaia was silent in her travel, thinking of the gorillas and lamenting the fact that she could not get to them without eliciting further zombie activity as well as making Adam wait even longer for aid. Either choice she made left her heart aching. No matter what though, Adam was the priority here. Solomon and Molly were presumably unharmed within their enclosure, which a self-sustaining expanse with natural surroundings, enough for them to care for their offspring for years on end if need be.
