Yes

Kathryn takes a deep breath, feeling the cold air run through her body. She knows what needs to be done. It’s going to be scary, even if these zombies aren’t going to try to kill her, but she can’t just leave Hailey out there alone. A pessimistic voice whispers that Hailey’s probably already infected and Kathryn should just save herself, look for a way out of the city. That might be true, but Kathryn has to at least try to find her. Worst case scenario, she can join Hailey in the moaning, undead masses..

Throwing some supplies in her backpack, Kathryn prepares to venture out into the apocalypse. Steeling herself, she unlocks the front door and peers out into the hallway. The corridor appears normal, the only odd piece a potted plant left over turned, dirt spilled on the floor. Slowly, Kathryn makes her way down the hall, eyes darting around for any reason to run. Midway down the hallway, Kathryn reaches the elevators, the buttons still illuminated. Without thinking, Kathryn hits downward arrow, a small noise signaling the cars imminent arrival. As Kathryn waits, she suddenly realizes that locking herself into a metal box might not be the best idea. The power could go out, the doors could open at the bottom to a horde of zombies ready to fuck her into one of them. There were so many ways this could go wrong. Maybe she should just take the stairs. With a soft ding the elevator arrives.