As he stepped outside his dorm, the smell of blood and other unpleasant substances engulfed his nostrils, the loud scream and shouts of people was audible everywhere, if he had to choose between sitting beside a loud speaker and this, he'd definitely go for the loud speaker no doubt, that's how noisy things were outside.
Every where he looked he saw people running and screaming, some falling and pulling others down with them as an attempt not to be left behind and then resulting to the unsightly massacre of these people.
To his left about 90meters away was what seem to be a group of friends who were unsurprisingly fleeying from the completely disfigured humans, they had a pretty good distance between the zombies and themselves,well minus one after one of them fell to the ground, with desperasity,
this person, who happened to be a female of no more than 18 , cried for help ,catching attention of one her friends who realized she had fallen, this guy surprisingly changed his course of direction towards the girl in an attempt to safe her, he successfully got close to the girl and helped her off the ground. At this moment, the zombies pursuing the group of friends got closer, luckily the girl was already off the ground but was quite traumatized by the site of the zombies, especially seeing how nearer and nearer they got to her and her friend.
"RUN!!!!!GET AWAY FROM HERE,NOW!!!!!"
The guy shouted to the girl with his back facing her.
The girl still traumatized snapped back to her senses, with the little courage she mustard up, she ran towards the direction her other friends went. Leaving the guy behind.
Now with the mild zombies 17meters away from the guy, he had no choice but to fight or become free prey.
Surprisingly, this guy skillfully dodged multiple attacks and counters with an attack of his own, instantly bringing the zombies down to to the ground, he'd often attack their legs which turns out to be surprisingly weak ,
Bringing them tumbling to the ground and with no clear sign of intelligence, these creatures would often walk over other zombies or tumble down on them, as a result the guy was able to stop the advance of the zombies he faced.
This bought him a really decent chance to flee , he definitely couldn't hold back all the zombies heading his way though but managed to slow those behind a bit.
Nathan gazed at the scene that had unfolded before him.
Not that he could care any less . His priority was to treat his wounds before it worsens.
But the problem know was how to get his medical treatment.
There was a pharmacy within the building but was pretty much closed or probably unaccessible considering the possibility that it would've already been swarmed by zombies. So that option was pretty much out of the question .
Nevertheless he had to consider his situation. He was on the ground floor of the building and the pharmacy in the building was about 6 floors above, not to mention the fact that there are definitely zombies up there and the chances of surviving was not the best.
The fact that Ethan was on the ground floor could be considered as both a pretty neat advantage as well as a disadvantage.
If he wanted to leave , he could, well, that was as long as he didn't meet anything too terrible on his way nevertheless its pretty much a fact that the trouble he would come across if his dorm was a couple of floors up the building would be greater than what he would have had to overcome with living on the ground floor.
Here lies the case where he needs to get his injuries patched up before he could proceed with whatever comes next . Leaving the sanctuary of his school was probably his next best choice of action,well, not so much considering the fact that it was rather tactical to remain put in a confined safe place as the situation demanded but something is bound to happen sooner or later right?.
No situation remains permanent, it's pretty much the downside to his plan of staying in a safe place, he was bound to be exposed to some level of danger whether great or small, pretty much like the law of the jungle, to remain safe was like taking precautions to take to live another day and unfortunately such precautions don't always work, there will always be a change in pattern.
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With his urgent need for medical attention, Going to the nearest medical facility was pretty much His plan for the time being with the nearest being the clinic, although quite big for a clinic it still contained the usual equipments every clinic needs and professional facilities, Anything aside from these things were basically rooms for special patients challenged people.
The clinic in particular was not far away from Ethan's dorm/building. Probably only a few tens of meters away. Even so, getting there would be an extremely taxing thing when these mindless creatures are going rampage, tearing apart everything in it's way, seeking prey mindlessly.
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"(Sighs) I have to find a different way to get to to the clinic...but how"
That was the big question, there's no way he can get to to the clinic without being free prey, even if he uses the power from the gauntlet, it's only a matter of time till his mana rans out, bot to mention he can only do so little on the count of his injured arm
Unfortunately he really didn't have much time to think as some zombies are already heading his direction though quite at a favourable distance to Ethan.
Now he had to get out of harm's way, if anything, he had to find a way that would draw less attention to himself if he wanted to make it to his desired destination safely.
With that cleared , he now had to go out of sight for his own good, that way he wouldn't exhaust his energy although refreshed from all that he had absorbed it was better to stay safe than sorry.