The sound of metals clanging and thrashing about is different from the slow and sluggish pace of lurkers knocking over boxes as they roam. The groaning is now replaced by a screech that will surely reach Nick's nightmares. Either way both things gets his heart beating fast and his legs going faster. He keeps himself behind Clementine, looking back every now and then to see a set of teeth (always fucking teeth...) snapping at him every time he does.

They could probably lose it if they enter one of the labs and barricade the doors. He opens his mouth to offer the suggestion, but nothing comes.

Nothing for Luke and Clementine to hear except for the sound of Nick's guttered scream through his teeth. The pipe burns his hands but he can't drop it - he can't even fucking move as the electric currents surge throughout his body. He finally falls over with the pipe dropping onto the floor with a clang, his body showing no signs of moving as the alien salivates from the side of the wall.