
Name: Deadra West
Location: Shopping Center
Weapon1: Empty Shotgun
Weapon2: Baseball Bat
Ammo Clips: 0
With a screwdriver clenched tightly between her teeth, Deadra squirmed her way through the intricate system of ducts and vents in the ceiling of the shopping center. When she reached a dead-end, she spat out the screwdriver and used it to open up a panel in the ventilation shaft and let herself out. Lowering herself slowly, she dropped down in the middle of a children's clothing store. Immediately, she ducked down to the ground, out of sight, and listened for footsteps, voices, any signs of danger. The mall was dark, so her vision did little good in this environment but as long as this place wasn't overrun with zombies, she could get used to it. In the eery silence of the mall, it was difficult for Deadra to detect what noises were dangerous and what noises weren't, as the long empty hallways echoed with distant signs of live, or death, it was hard to tell which it was.
Slowly, she crawled to a part of the store where she could see out into the hallway. Surprisingly, it was empty. No walking dead, but no survivors either. Such a large building with ample room for evacuees, she was surprised to see no one had bothered to break into here. Though, she was thankful they hadn't because zombies would surely have followed them inside. Deadra pulled herself to her feet, and started roaming the mall, stepping lightly as to make as little noise as possible