While he was still tired because of the fight, Ryan kept going on unyieldingly, as time was running short. Staying out in the open at night was a death sentence and he knew that. On the road, he started thinking about the disease. When it arrived, there were numerous theories about where it came from and also, how it came to the Earth. A day later, he got to know it came from the sky and not as a result of some sort of bizzare experiment. He was almost sure it came on a meteorite. And because the cause of the infection was a living organism, at least he thought, this means that it managed to survive all the extremeties of space and entering the atmosphere as well. Although he loved conspiracy theories, he'd rather not think about where it came from.

[i]"Well, those who sent it must have a cure too, huh?"[/i] he asked the question from himself. Or maybe it's not even a "product" of intelligent life. There were so many uncertainities, it was impossible to build a reasonable theory that answers most of these questions. However, this didn't keep Ryan from continuing his thought process: How did it manage to infect the people? He didn't even know exactly where the meteorite landed, but he knew that it didn't affect everyone instantly, only people with a specific illness. However, the identity of the illness was unknown. His best guess was something related to the respiratory system, as inhalating the virus was probably the way the poor people got infected. It came from the sky, how else it could happen?

These thoughts and even more were running through his mind until he finally arrived to the city. Well, at least to its outskirts, the suburbs. where people's biggest concerns were the quality of their lawns. The houses mostly looked alike, with red roofs and yellow walls, so they had to make a difference somehow, he thought. A small growl coming from his stomach reminded him of his original goals - to find food. He carefully started to check the former homes, one by one, not going too far inside one and only looking at shelves and potential other places for still eatable food. He also checked which one of them would be the most suitable for him to take a shelter, as the number of creatures outside started to grow. Sneaking from one house to another, he finally found one that would meet all his needs - a sweet little home with enough space. Unfortunately, he didn't find any supplies there, but he already collected enough for at least two days.

He suddenly realized he missed something - the basement. Although he didn't fancy going down there at the dark, he didn't want to take the risk of getting eaten alive by creatures hiding there, waiting for him to go to sleep. He flipped on his flashlight in his right hand and his katana in the left and slowly got down the basement. To his outmost surprise, he found two people there, He saw what it looked like a girl bending at an older man, who was lying on the ground. He stayed calm and resisted the urge of immediately showing himself. What if the girl killed the man...? He decided to spectate just a little longer to see what's really the case.