Woods thought for a moment, reviewing what needed to be done around the mall and factoring in the the amount of people left here. "That's the thing with zombies and survivors... If you thought of it, someone else would have done so too... Made a mad rush to the comm center, hoping to call for help, and luring every zombie they meet along the way there too..." he said, making the suggestion that more zombies would be there than this group could handle.<br/><br/>"My mother always told me not to roam the streets... Now there is a zombie infestation, its the best advice I can give anyone" he mused, then looked around the old mall, imaging its former glory. "We can't walk to the dish... Running seems an option, but no one in here seems to be that fast... So... How're we going to get there?" he asked, then looked back to the doctor, wondering just what had sparked such a brave inspired act in to the man.