Tommy: Yeah, roughly. All arranged in little rows like an army platoon or something. Kinda weird looking… but yeah about that many.
Brian: The groups are getting bigger. We have to get out of here before there are hundreds of them in a crowd.
Tommy: Well I don’t think we have very many options left.
He nods to the other side of the roof. They are at the end of the street and the next building is the local high school.To get to it requires climbing over a fence and crossing a football field, a massive open area that left them very visible. The school itself was three stories high so their ladder wasn’t going to be much use getting to the roof. They’d need to go in through the front door, which didn’t seem like a great option.