'What am I supposed to do with this?'
Jin-woo thought to himself as he looked at the gun sealed within a metal case. After closing the drawer, he weaved through the desks and returned to the office entrance. He then opened the sliding door just enough to stick his head out and check the hallways.
After seeing no zombies in sight or hearing their snarls, Jin-woo opened the door further and slipped out. He tipped-toed to the corner after closing the door and looked down the hall where he had come from. It was empty, and from here, he could see the small key on the ground reflecting the hallway light above.
Without hesitation, Jin-woo moved, sprinting down the hallway. His steps were like a cat's, completely silent. His P.E. sneakers, which were friction-resistant, made no sound, even as he suddenly stopped for a brief second to bend down and pick up the key before sprinting off again.
