Charles yawned from his nap, he was asleep for a good half hour and was ready to head east towards the country, he knew that he would need the bus if he was to break through the hordes of zombies blocking the way, the proberlam was...... he would need help. he can break through but without help he may die or get infected. as much as it pained him to say it. he would have to join with the bandits. he started the engine and drove to the school in the hope of some survivors.