He balked at that thought; especially given that when he had been in the air and coming down fast he had looked on the roof of the hospital as a possible landing place; he was glad now that he had been unable to land there as there was a good chance that what he thought might have been salvation would have turned out to be his tomb.  It stood to reason that the hospital could be crawling with the deadheads as in the first hours of the incident the injured would have been ferried there and other places like it.  Once they had realised what was going on it would have been too late …Marcus shuddered at the thought.<br/><br/>HomeDepot; he pondered , it didn’t sound like the kind of place that had a liquor department;  but in every other respect it seemed to be the best option given the current situation; “HomeDepot it is then;” he had barely spoken when he caught the look in Jake’s eye.<br/><br/>As Jake alerted him to their presence he spun about; he tried to follow his line of sight but for a moment he couldn’t see anything but the litter of vehicles stretched out over the car park …then he saw them; several shapes shambling in the distance.  His breathing quickened as he dropped down against the vehicle; His back pressed  against the wing as he cradled the shotgun in his arm.  Instinctively he went for his hip flask and took a draft as he tried to calm his nerves.