Jonah left quietly, understanding that his plan for gaining the trust of the others failed. Perhaps he was more optimistic than he gave himself credit for? He took quick steps outside, taking a path far away from the crowd gathered in the streets. It didn't take long before he could see the hardware store of his dreams, across an empty street. Jonah was foolish enough to leave everything with the others, and he would be forced to enter the store without any tools. If there was a theft alarm, it could attract zombies from far away. Jonah quickly moved towards the hardware store, seeing a pack of nails by the door. An idea quickly formed in his mind. 

It didn't take long for him to find a glass bottle. He crushed it under his thick boots, and used the glass to slowly slice through the window. It took a long time, but he finally managed to create a small hole in the window, and used it to take out some boxes of nails. After gathering those he could quickly find, and hearing the zombies gather behind him, he started returning to the others. He waited outside the door, quietly knocking as the zombies slowly came closer to him. He was ready to fight them with his backpack, though he hoped not to use it.