Jack was not even in the truck before they all took off and left. He did not mind that he was left. He really doubted there was even enough room to fit in it. He liked being here, in the midst of all these practice targets. Granted, these zombies were not dumb, but they were still zombies, and made mistakes in their running, which would make them meet their demise. Jack spun his battle axe as a zombie approached, and it slammed into the zombies head, crushing and cracking as the zombie flew back and rolled on the ground, then landed, unmoving. Jack smirked and kept on running until he found a hotel that appeared to be abandoned. He took not time barging into the front doors, then grabbing whatever he could find, he blocked the entrance. He would rather deal with the zombies inside the hotel first