Sherlock went right for the most viable piece of weaponry that he could find - a piece of PVC piping. Sure, it wasn't as ideal as a metal pipe and definitely wouldn't hold up nearly as well as metal ones would, but certainly would serve him well. Besides, judging from these things, there was no way in hell that he wanted to get close to the zombies. He'd prefer smacking them from a distance.

His eyes scanned the room and, ever the efficient, he grabbed a good bunch of rope. Never could tell when some good, old fashioned rope would come in handy. He looped it up carefully and tucked it down into his coat pocket, looking to Eric with an arched brow.

"Let's go." He said, gesturing to the door and stepping forward, ready to fight or die either way.