Dante looked at Katsumi for a second silently, he felt glad of his complexion at the moment. Otherwise, she would see him blushing. It'd been awhile since he had been this close to a woman and he merely answered<strong>"...Dante."</strong>Before making his way over towards the television set. Slinging the axe over his shoulder, the convict turned it on and looked out of the window for a moment at the zombies who continued to throw themselves against it and the door. You had to love shatterproof glass, it meant that they'd have a little time. He couldn't see these walkers smashing the glass, but eventually knocking it right out of the hinges? That seemed more likely. Looking back towards Katsumi for a second, Dante said<strong>"How many people are there here anyway? Or is everyone in the motel in this room right now?"</strong>However his attention turned quickly to the news report that had come in.<br/><br/>(http://www.neosaej.com/Image.aspx?t=News16)<br/><br/>The news caster's shirt was opened some, and he wasn't wearing his tie anymore. The man looked weary and as if he was in need of sleep.<em>"Honestly? I don't know how much longer we'll be able to provide feed for before switching over to the emergency broadcast stations...We've been in here for hours, and the city? it looks like a bomb hit it. I...I wish I could be completely professional, but...I tried calling home to my family? My wife, Elaine...and my two daughters. Nikki and Janet...but I haven't gotten an answer. I hope with all my heart that they were able to get to a military base. I hope that they are safe. I am getting reports, that our worst fears have been confirmed. This epidemic? It seems to have reached both the east coast and the west coast. I don't know how it has spread so quickly, and I do know California and New York haven't been hit hard yet. But I fear this will soon change, I mean how do you pinpoint any and all carriers of this? All it takes is for one of them to get to a crowded area...and we have a repeat of the day's events. I am afraid to say, that we have no choice but to continue to try and provide the news for any and all who may be viewing or listening. This place? It has become a mini fortress of sorts, and I am afraid that we are trapped. The security personell along with several employees have barricaded us in and they're attempting their best to make sure we survive this but there is no telling how long this siege will last. The dead? They don't tire, and moral is not an issue with them. It has been harder to stay in contact with our associates across the country, but our best advice to you all? Try to either get to a military installation or to get as far away from large masses of people as possible. I wish we could offer you more, but this? There is no precedent. I truly wish you all the best, and I hope that we can make it through this...</em><br/><br/><br/>Looking at the screen silently, Dante took in a small breath as he tried to rack his brain with ideas of how to escape from this prison. Another problem popped up inside of his mind, where would they go? Hell, where could they go? It was like the man had said, there wasn't a precedent for this. Dante considered an island for a minute, maybe an offshore oil rig? Hell what about the woods even?<br/>