When Heather turned back around to face him and hug him once again, Jake let his arms wrap back around the girl, pulling her into another embrace. It definitely was comforting holding someone, even for someone like Jake, even though they should probably be doing something else like boarding up the windows and doors to keep the zombies out.<br/><br/>Soon the television flipped back on with another news broadcast, and when it did, Jake watched as Heather turned around in his arms. Jake kept his muscular arms draped over her shoulders as the girl leaned back against him. After a moment, Jake returned his attention to the television to listen to the distraught looking reporter, feeling the girl give his arm a squeeze. At least the news reporter guy didn't look scared out of his mind. He looked like he was trying to remain calm. "This just keeps getting worse..." Jake murmured, mainly to himself even though he was sure Heather would probably have been able to hear him. When the reporter mentioned that California and New York hadn't been hit hard, Jake let out a soft sigh of relief. His older brother lived in San Francisco and he hoped everything was alright. Jake would have tried calling, but his cell phone battery was dead for the time being until he could somehow get it charged. The thing that bugged him though was there hadn't been any mention of Lansing. His parents lived in Lansing and Jake was hoping it wasn't as bad there as it was in Detroit. But there was no telling yet since the news hadn't reported anything on Lansing. It wasn't as big of a city, so it probably hadn't gotten hit as hard as Detroit had. At least Jake hoped so...<br/><br/>Jake's attention remained on the television as Heather wiggled her way out of their embrace and it wasn't until he heard her saying something that he glanced over to look at her, seeing that she was trying to comfort one of the other girls. Jake then glanced over at the man in the orange suit. "Everyone is here except for Jennifer. She ran off to her room," Jake replied to Dante's comment. Jake hadn't heard any screams or such, so he figured she was probably safely holed up in her room. Jake sure wished he could get to his room, at least for a few minutes so that he could plug his phone in and call his parents to see if they were okay. But he wasn't about to risk going outside with all the zombies gathering around the motel. Would definitely be stupid, that was for sure. Jake then began to contemplate a good place everyone could go. Somewhere away from the city. An island perhaps. But then he recalled what happened in the movie Dawn of the Dead. There had been just as many zombies on the island as there had the mainland. Hmm, the blond girl mentioned something about her parent's cabin in the upper peninsula. That sounded like it could be promising. "How far is the house from here?" Jake asked as he turned to look over at the blond girl and the convict.