We Made It... Sort Of

      Today was the final leg of our journey, that was until we came the a twenty-five foot tall concrete wall. We got onto a third story roof and looked over it and what we saw was another wall just passed it. They completely surround the CDC building and when we waved down a guard we got shot at. We could see that he has a national guard uniform. He probably thought we we're slack-jaws. We have to get a message to them somehow. I don't want to risk hitting someone with an arrow by firing a message passed the walls.