Check the tennis court out

You walk towards the tennis court along a concrete tiled path. One side of the fenced off court has a row of hedges, giving you a place you can safely scout from. You crouch and make a head sized hole in the bushes to look through.

On the court are two infected, with messy tied up hair and grey skin, wearing sports clothing, specifically tennis attire; a ballcap on their heads, nylon shorts and a relatively clean (though you can see some bloodstains) polo shirt, both clinging to their thin, petite, athletic bodies. One of them has lost both of their tennis sneakers, and is standing barefoot, her feet lightly dusted with dirt. They're both just standing on the opposing side on the court, swinging their rackets limply at balls that are no longer there, a game that ended when the infection started.

You consider your options. They seem rather koncked out, and you wonder if they'll even notice your presence if you were to climb over the fence.

There is also a tennis ball stuck in the bush, if you were to throw it towards them, perhaps they'll react, as you just watch.