Monica does not seem much reassured, but starts again. Kelly's definitely skittish, warily eying every corner and alley and side street they pass.

A few more zombies, of the common shambler type, show up attracted by the gunshot sounds, but are easily to dispatch or avoid. The sun's starting to disappear under the horizon already when they reach the building and come across a (demolished) barricade. Dead-dead corpses are scattered around, shot, hacked, gnawed on.