Max picked his way through the ruins of the small town. He needed to find a place to stay for the night, or he'd have to find a try to climb into instead. He really didn't want to have to do that. He continued to look for a house that would protect him through the night, alot of them were burnt or partially collapsed. Heck there was even one with a semi-truck parked in it's living room. He was almost tempted to try and open the semi and see if he could stay there, but he'd seen some of the Zees rip doors off hinges to get at people hiding within. Max really didn't want to wake up to a zombie getting ready to tear into him.
So his search continues, making his way through the town, until he stops a garage. Metal siding, lock on the front, no holes anywhere that a Zee could sneak through, all he had to do was pop the lock, then jimmy it from within. Then he could have a fine place to spend the night, and not worry too much about the Zees at all. He brings his bolt cutters out of his backpack, then starts to work, there wouldn't be much longer, and some of the turned residents of the town could be anywhere and ready to wake up for all he knew.