That doesn't sound like the mannequins. They're about as delicate as a herd of walkers - faster and stronger, maybe, but still clumsy at times, despite their leggy strides and narrow little feet.

Beth had thought that, if they had big appliances in here, maybe they'd have some set up to demonstrate how they work. A dishwasher or washing machine that functions means water - drinkable as long as they don't sprinkle in any cleaners when they run it. But so far, it turns out that the whole idea is a stupid waste of time.

Until she hears someone else in here, anyway. Beth creeps close enough to see a figure silhouetted by the light they're holding. Probably a woman. And if she sneaks up behind her like this, probably not going to react well. She taps lightly on the glass front of an oven, hoping the sound will travel far enough to reach her - and no further.