Try the stairs

Location: Girls' Dorm

State: Normal

HP: 98/100

Lust: 0/100

Infection: 0/100

Equipment: Underwear, School Uniform

That girl had talked about the roof as a safe place. Since the elevator was being used and since I had not much time, I decided to use the stairs. I moved cautiously, trying not to get any attention from the sex-driven students surrounding me. There was not a place I could gaze without seeing an intercourse going on, and I could not ignore the wet noises produced by such activities.

I almost stumbled upon two female students in a sixty-nine position. Fortunately, they did not notice me. I sighed, relieved. But my luck abandoned me as two arms circled me from behind. Caught by surprise, I gasped and restrained myself from yelping. I did not want to alert the others. I had to deal with that zombie quietly. His hands grabbed my tits. I reacted instinctively.

I crushed his foot with my heel and made his stomach feel my elbow, freeing me from his grasp. I could not fight him without getting noticed by the rest of them, so I ran to the stairs without turning back. I took the stairs up two by two, hoping he would be dumb enough to forget my existence. Zombies were stupid, right?

At last I reached the door leading to the roof. I tried to push it, but it was locked. Shit. I turned around, panting, and saw nothing but stairs. He was not after me anymore. I caught my breath and faced the door again. There were people behind it, according to the red-haired girl. I knocked. Time passed. I knocked again, harder. Someone spoke outside:

"Tell me your name."

"Lisa."

"Never heard about you."

"I'm a recent transferred student."

There was a silence. The door opened.