She shook the goo off of her hands and gave her a single nod. She lead the way up the stairs where she can hear the lingering residence scratching on their doors marked quarantined. But they weren't here to exterminate they were here to rescue the clearing out at the bottom was a necessary evil as far as she was concerned. These poor souls were already in hell.
"Few more flights," she said as they rounded the corner. They were met with the stench of a lone zombie. She pulled out her gun ready to shoot, but she hesitated. She recognized it.