Kenji shoved aside a large bloody man wearing swimming trunks as he made his way downstairs from the top floor of the Master's Ace casino and bar. The man hardly let out a groan as he slowly got back to his feet and began shuffling down the stairs after the much faster human. "Blast, three days here and they're still gathering around the doors... I should have left when they were only a few in front of the building." Kenji muttered under his breath as he hid behind a row of slot machines to avoid dectetion by the large horde surrounding the broken front doors. They were only a few level one zombies aimlessly walking about the casino with the bulk near the main exit, this ment Kenji was safe from danger but would have to get them to move if he wanted his freedom. "I ran out of water last night and I can't just drink alcohol..." He said softly as he crept a bit closer to his goal. "I'll have to get them away from those doors or I'll die in here before help can arrive." He didn't have any weapons other than his own two fists, which meant he would have to take his chances in the street until he found a better means of self defence... if he ever managed to get out of here alive.
"They listened to the sounds made by the machines when they were played the other day, maybe if I can set off a jackpot they'll come over to investigate it." He noted as he ducked beneath a blackjack table. "I'm not very lucky... heck I can't even win at video games, but I have to hope fate is on my side for this." He said a short prayer and silently moved over to a large machine that payed out a $50,000 top prize. He was fairly exposed here, but the distance and the long line of exotic potted plants helped obscure him from view. "I just hope this works." He said as he sat the purse full of money he had collected on the floor and began playing the slots. After a few minutes the noise alerted a few zombies to his position and they began slowly searching for a way to get to him. "No... c'mon I'm almost there, just a few more times... c'mon c'mon..." He chanted as an obese woman lumbered her way around the corner and began walking up a short set of steps that would take her to Kenji. "7...7... Bar! Damn it! That was so close!" He cursed under his breath as he pulled the machines lever again... not noticing that the woman was now joined by a security officer and middle aged tourist...
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