"I'm good at fighting, and I make a killer omelet." He glanced back with a slight smirk. He was tired, but he hadn't been here long enough to lose his sense of humor. They just needed to find the way out and get moving, and survive until then.

"Do you have any idea how we find another portal or something? I haven't seen one."

As they reached the end of the street though he quieted. Here they were going to start really seeing the zombies. It wasn't exactly a flood of them, but there were some hobbling down the street in the distance. Just in case he put a finger to his lips to warn the other man to keep it down as he made his way towards a commercial area.