Carter watched, sickly transfixed by the gruesome sight. His fingers bit into Serena's arm, anchoring her firmly to his side. Her panicked words slowly penetrated his mind, and he reluctantly dragged his gaze to her face.
"We need to get out of here," Carter contradicted, feeling sorry for the girl who was being torn into by one of the monsters, but also grateful it wasn't him or Serena that had been grabbed. He turned away, searching for an alternative exit, and Serena took advantage of his distraction to slip from his grasp. His head whipped back around, eyes on her back as she hurried a few feet away from him towards the wall. His weight shifted from one foot to the other, and it seemed for a minute he would turn around and run in the opposite direction. Instead, with an annoyed dash of his head, he quickly closed the small gap that she had created between them.
"Serena, I mean it. Let's go," Carter insisted, reaching out to grab her again. He was too slow this time around, Serena's hand had already found the alarm before he could yank her back. The loud noise that resulted seemed to stun the students for a moment, but the zombies paid it no mind, moving closer into the room as their hands reached forward, grabbing at the air agitatedly. If anything, the piercing alarm seemed to have increased the frenzied hunger he saw in their empty eyes.
"Come on," he urged, shaking her by her shoulders as if that might snap some self-preservation into her. Facing Serena meant that His back was to the door, and he had no way of knowing that one of the zombies had focused its gaze on him. The telltale sound of its dragging footsteps was masked by the alarm and the frenzied cacophony of terrified students and groaning monsters all around them.