Davon: *looking at the vent* You mean that?
Harry: Of course. We can use that large vent to escape out of this office.
Sandy: Only problem is that the vent is screwed tight.
David: Hold on guys. I think I have a screwdriver somewhere in my office. But I forgot where I left it.
Alice: I got it. Sandy and Davon, you guys go block the door in order to stall the zombies. While me, David, and my brother will go search for that screwdriver.
Sandy: On it. *pressing on the door* Give me a hand, Davon!
Davon: Ok. *pressing on the door* You guys better hurry, cause the zombies might break down the door any minute.
Alice: Ok. *searching for the screwdriver* Where is it?
David: *flipping through his desk* I swore I left it in here.
Alice: Wait. *noticed something shiny and picked it up* Guys, I found it.
Harry: Really? That was fast. Now all we have to do is to unscrew that vent.
Sandy: Hurry! The zombies are going to break in any second.
Harry: I know that! *looking up at the vent* Sis, since you