Hunter sat on the roof of a small store, He had been sleeping on the roof when he heard some of the commotion. When he saw the bus pull up to the hotel across the street he wasn't really sure what to do. He just saw people, and the dead. He had the assault rifle but not enough experience to fire it at a range, He knew how to use shotguns, This was not a shotgun. Though the soldier holding it didn't seem to mind him borrowing it.

As the commotion went on he figured he had to do something, He had only the one mag for the rifle so he had to be smart with the bullets, only the rifle was loud. He attempted to make an improvised silencer using duck-tape, A friend of his did it once, And he heard of others doing it, so He figured he'd try it. After setting this up he grabbed his school bag, All he had in it was his Engineering notes, and his history text book. he was out of food, and was hungry. Last time he ate was the night before, even that wasn't a lot.

It was dark now. No idea on what time it is though. He wasn't able to get out through the building below so he was forced down the fire escape. He ran as quiet as he could, last thing he wanted to do was get caught, Sure he had the military grade rifle, but the barrel had duck-tape on it, and that was it. He needed to be fast, he needed to be quiet.

Hunter made it to the door of the hotel, He couldn't see anyone inside and he didn't know if ti was a good idea to just force his way in. Though staying outside on the streets wasn't a good idea. This door was locked, He wasn't the best lock pick but he may be able to figure this out. I mean how hard can opening a lock be?

After beating the shit out of the lock with a brick from the street he was able to open the door, Though it did a Electronic ding sound as he did. "What the hell?" The door shut behind him, He broke the lock so the least he could do was try to somewhat close it again. He grabbed a house keepers cart and propped it against the door then locked the wheels. "Their, that should hold for now."