"I think these guys have pretty much helped those around the crash site.. So I don't see why we can't reach it now.." said Eric as he entered the car.<br/><br/>Totally oblivious to the current situation at the scene. Clueless to the drastic changes and how chaotic it have now become. As soon as Eva got herself into the car, Eric drove off. His thought was on getting to the site where whoever the nurse was worrying about might be. Simply there to provide what help he could give for her. How the two have initially met was as if forgotten.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I have to say something..</span>, thought the mechanic, not wanting to experience a long and somewhat depressing silence between them.<br/><br/>"Hey," Eric began. "I know how bad things are looking right now.." he paused, taking his eyes momentarily off the road to look at her facial expressions, trying to read and pick out what signs he could from them. "But let's not jump to any conclusion yet.." he said, looking back down the road. "Until things are cleared out, let's just hope nothing worse comes to your boyfriend," it was the first thing that came to his mind at that point of time and Eric just blurted it out without thinking.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">She did say "he"... so it must be her boyfriend.. or fiance.</span><br/><br/>But before he could absorb what her reply was, something ahead caught his attention. Eric squinted, focusing what was on the road. One of the ambulances from earlier was seen by the side of the road, crashed right into a lamp post with the cracked windshield splattered with blood.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Shit!</span><br/><br/>Eric then slowed down. His face contorted with concern. Something was moving beside the vehicle by the ground. A crouched figure with jerky movements. As the car neared, the figure turned. A woman, believed to be a stewardess from the plane from the way she was dressed. She had half her face ripped off as if a chunk of her cheek was bitten, just like the side of her neck was. Her throat could be seen sticking out. The wound was too deep for her to still be alive and moving around like that. And she was chewing. Fresh blood could be seen dripping down her chin and hands.<br/><br/>"What the f..." Eric couldn't believe what he was seeing.<br/><br/>When the woman stood up and staggered towards the car, the first thing he noticed was the hollowed out stomach from the body on the ground, the driver of the ambulance. He then recalled what he'd read from the restaurant earlier. About a man eating the face of another. About the missing body of a supposedly dead body. This was it. It's happening right here where he lived. Instinctively, Eric kept going. If Evangeline was telling him to stop at this point of time, he would ignore her. His mind almost went blank. He didn't know what to make out of what he'd just witnessed or how to exactly react to it except to flee from the scene. One car after another they passed, all of them either crashed into something or simply stopped in the middle of the road. Pillars of smoke could be seen in the distance and echoes of gunshots could be heard. The road ahead was then blocked by abandoned vehicles. He couldn't go any further. They'll have to go on foot.<br/><br/>Looking up at the back mirror, he saw more of those staggering ...things approaching. He wasn't sure he could call them humans now. "We're a couple of blocks away from the crash site.. We can only get there by other means.." said Eric. "But let's head towards my workshop for now.. I think we need to think this through.." he suggested.