Mao gave a slight sigh as he hid the chainsaw within a leather pants wrack, "C.C." he whispered having lost everything but those 'memories' "C.C. I'll get out of here and find you, I will I will!" he muttered to himself before hearing a slight rumble "But until then, what should I do?" he pondered over what in the buried and abandoned mall was edible, the food court was now totally empty of food now, ~What oh what shall I do?~