[h1][center][color=9e0b0f]Zachary Carpenter[/color][/center][/h1]
[hr][center]Location: Outside Altsoba High
Interacting With: Jake, person in the car[/center][hr]

He was freaking out, that thing just kept coming at him, and Zachary had no way to deal with it. He starts edging away, about to take another shot, when a car comes screeching around a corner, ramming into Jake. He watches as the man is flung to the other side of the street, and the car door is thrown open for him. Zach wonders who the hell probably just saved his life, and whether or not he should trust the person. He watches as Jake starts twitching, his arms still moving. The man looked like he was about to get up again, so Zach had no hesitation about it anymore.

He propped himself up against the car, wincing at the pain that was in his knee. He looked over at Jake, the man was almost up again, and he took a deep breath, trying to deal with the pain. Zach looked over at the open car door, and practically threw himself to the opening, using the car behind him as leverage. He managed to crawl into the car, and slammed the door shut once he managed to get into the seat. He looked over at the driver, not recognizing the person at the wheel. [color=9e0b0f]"Thank you for that. Now let's get the hell out of here,"[/color] he said as he glanced towards Jake again.

[h1][center][color=007236]Mitsukuri Katsumi[/color][/center][/h1]
[hr][center]Location: Apartment Building
Interacting With: No one[/center][hr]

When the woman stopped moving, Kat waited a few minutes, watching to see if she sprung up again. When she didn't, Kat grabbed her knives and went into her apartment. She needed to stock up on ammunition before she ran into something like that again. Maybe she could find out what that thing was. Her knowledge of the undead was limited, barely more than that of a normal person, but maybe one of her many books about demons or something would have the answer. Immediately upon entering her home, she went over to her closet, grabbing a new clip for her gun and one more for a spare.

She walked over to the sink and began cleaning her knives off, washing away the blood and goo off them. She took them over to her sharpener and made them their usually sharpness again. After doing this, she put her knives back in their carriers, and her gun back in its holster. Walking over to her bookshelf, she started pulling off titles that had anything to do with demons or the undead. Kat felt like she had to learn about what that woman was, and she needed to know right now in case another one came after her.