It had been almost four hours since Light had left the house. He had said goodbye to his family and the group after leaving extra food, drinks, etc., and had set off immediately.
In case any harm came to him, he had not hesitated to fill up the entire tank that had been opened in the lower part of the basement.
He had already arrived in Oxford and was already wandering around. For almost 30 minutes he had been travelling around with his snowmobile and killing all the zombies he could.
Luckily he hadn't encountered any mutant zombies, nor any of the other types of zombies he had seen before his death.
Although there were certain questions in his mind about how mutant zombies had evolved, Light was well aware that it would be useless to think about them.
