Atlanta was just sitting in the far side of the foyer. all alone in a corner contemplating on what to do next and trying to calm his nerves from everything that has happened since the bar incident. He wasnt scared nor was he in a near breakdown. He was apparently trying to find a way to get out this hell hole, the safety bunker was just a delay to the inevitable. how many more years will they hide underground and wait for the dead to starve? Perhaps going north alone, find a settlement in one of the new rebuilt states.. Atlanta racked his brain, this pig house is lost, time to run and move to the next house before the wolf has time to huff and puffs and blow this place completely.<br/><br/>"Fucking town. Fucking government. They wasted man power and time on rebuilding economic growth than restructuring and improving the town's defense. This is Bullshit!" he cursed loudly, not particularly addressing to anyone. he's place is just in-front of the blood bar. and most of the dead are centered around the town hall, if he can just jump the wall from the back of the town hall he can slip past all the zombies and get to his car.<br/><br/>Time to find that engine..<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inventory and Character Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Inventory:</strong><br/>Handgun - 7 bullets left<br/>A Pack of Cigarettes<br/>Pocket Knife<br/>Compass<br/><br/><strong>Current HP/SP Status:</strong><br/>Body Points - 166/166<br/>Stamina Points - 154/160<br/>Status - Well Rested</div></div>