Evan noticed the others in the group rushing for the truck, though he didn't think it was a very good idea, he did the same. Trying to avoid to the zombies, not to get caught in a jam, he ran through, weaving amongst those in the crowd before finally reaching his destination. HIs weapon was only close range, unless he could find something else laying around, but the stones on the side of the road wouldn't do him any better than what he had now. Immediately arriving on scene, he noticed one woman in particular had an open wound.

"Apply pressure to the wound. I uh.. really don't think we have time for this. Let's head to the Police Station." His gaze kept on the approaching ghouls.