[center][u][b]Ethan - Approaching the mall - Ayla [@Norschtalen][/b][/u][/center]

As Ethan drove towards the mall, he kept glancing into his rear view mirror looking at Ayla. Still not fully trusting her so he wanted to check what she was doing and at the same time watching her expression as she told her story. He found it strange that she wouldn't sit in the front seat but all those thoughts quickly left his head when he actually took in what she was saying. The car started to swerve close to the curb every now and then when he was listening to what Ayla was telling him too intently and wasn't paying much attention to the road. It took a while for Ethan to realise that he was looking at her from the mirror with his mouth open in utter shock. "I'm... I'm sorry... I didn't know that's how bad it had gotten out there..." It was all that Ethan could muster up to say in response. There wasn't any words he could have said to make it okay.

The rest of the way they went in silence except when she was giving him slight directions. It didn't take long for the mall to come into view but the closer they got to it, the more Ethan started to second guess himself. He had always been optimistic and just believed he'd be able to find some safe haven and build some sort of life but after listening to some of the horrors Ayla had witnessed and what kind of carnage the walking dead could cause. The vision was slowly dying. All he wanted was to wake up from this nightmare back in England with his girlfriend by his side, he knew that was never going to happen though.

He pulled the car up around a few minutes walk away from the actual mall,  he didn't think it would have been the smartest of ideas to drive straight to the front door causing attention to themselves. Before he got out the car he took a swig of the water at the side of him preparing himself for what they could be facing. Then he moved to the trunk of the car to get his equipment, he chucked on a ruck sack, tied his hatchet and the quiver with the few arrows left to his belt. His knuckle duster went into his pocket and he held on to the bow. "You ready then?" Ethan said in a cheery tone trying to convince himself everything would work out.