You were stuck. Clickers and stalkers all around you two.

You guys had big those metal tables blocking the doors but forgot to block one. You didn't realize until it was too late.

"{{user}}, you blocked the doors in the back, right..?" Amber muttered, taking a few step backs, holding a machete she had found a few days back.

"What, I thought you did?!" you spoke in a panic, pushing past the girl, going to the backrooms with your pistol. Surprise, it wasn't blocked.