Zachary had lost track of time in the darkness of the underground car park. And left in the darkness with nothing but his mind and Kaa'is to interact with he felt he might lose track of his sanity if he waited much longer. Normally, if he wanted to pass the time, he would find some engineering problem to mentally fixate on, but this time that was not working. He was fidgety, his fingers unable to keep still and his eyes and face twitching. He tried sleeping, but he was not particularly tired, and as he tried to relax his mind instead went back to the murder of last night. Worse still, it wandered onwards, contemplating what may happen if he clashed with the military and how he might attack and ultimately kill. He tried mentally speaking with Kaa'is, but he seemed quite interested in the topic of battle strategies, especially brutal and lethal ones, and that only made Zachary more fitful.

Unable to take it any more, Zachary got off the carriage and stormed out of the car park. The sunlight, albeit obscured by the Wall, caused him the throw up his hands to protect his eyes. Once his eyes had adjusted sufficiently to the brightness, he was able to take a look around and found that the area was clear. He let out a deep breath and he stepped back in to the ramp so he could stop and plan where he was partially sheltered from view. From his backpack he removed his map and studied it. Looking out and around a few times he was eventually able to identify his location on the map and found that he could walk from where he was to the office building he wanted.

Before he left he went back in to the car park. He shoes were already soaked from when he had left so he didn't mind wading through again. Using his torch for light to aid navigation, he went up to the small carriages which had been pushed up against the walls and laid a hand on them. In each of them, he was surprised to discovered that the kinetic cores of their engines had not been looted. The carriages were too damaged to be functional without repair, but the damage was outstandingly little when all things were considered. He was about to use his powers to remove the cores when he realised that they would be a lot more useful with the whole engine attached. So he removed the engines as a whole, a task made easy with the telekinetic removal of bolts and the added strength when carrying metal, and placed them in the back of his carriage. He also removed the lights, because they would undoubtedly be useful. He left one carriage that was in particularly good condition as it was, just in case he wanted to repair a second carriage any time soon.

With that done he set out on foot in the streets towards the office tower. On his walk he spotted one military patrol, but since he was on foot he was much better positioned to take cover and hide until they were gone. After some time, he reached the building he wanted, and his shoes had gone from dripping went to just somewhat damp, which was still uncomfortable but a much better alternative to how he had been sitting around in the darkness. He looked at the building, which looked quite derelict but, compared to all the other buildings, seemed structurally sound. He walked inside and began the ascent hoping not to come across anyone, although he considered that unlikely. A building intact enough to have flights of stairs which were unbroken between most floors would be a likely place of shelter, in which case what Zachary hoped for more realistically was that if he came across anyone they would not be aggressive.