Elvis kept David words in mind. He was unsure himself if he had the time and chance to rescue his son.
Though Lawrence High school was not far away from his home, he was powerless when confronted with thousands of young, energetic student zombies that were looking for flesh. Being alone, it was indeed impossible for him to rescue his son.
In addition, all he wanted now was go home. He did not want any things to be in the way delaying his going home, and he did not have any plans for the future right now. Thinking for a long time, he decided to go home first and would rescue David’s son if he had found any chance.
Elvis looked around at the hall. There were no zombies, only dried blood stains on the floor, which was a reminder of the end of the world. The glass door at the outermost exit
