"Murata must've sealed it after we left," Miko said tightly"He said if you weren't back by midnight. But it's not even midnight!"
Riku didn't let her finish. "Hana, eyes closed," he snapped, then put another burst into the apron's face as it lunged and slapped both hands against the van's hood. The thing slid down the bumper with a screech of enamel on metal.
The pile grew at the base of the ramp as they fell. Riku shifted his angle to keep a clean line, conscious of the sight picture and the way the bodies could become a trip hazard for the next wave. He could feel the heat of the barrel through the guard, the thrum of the bolt through the stock into his shoulder.
"Looks like we got sabotaged. I don't know why but they turned their back on us," Riku said.
"Then how are we going to get out here? We are trapped!" Ichika chimed with a panicked tone.
"Calm down. Pull out your pistols and do what you can to hold the zombies, I'll breach it," Riku said, turning towards the door.
