Early hours of the evening at the dorm.
The students had grown extremely worried and hopeless after losing sight of Dorian and the volunteers who went with him to clear zombies off the surroundings in order to keep them safe.
They began to panic, wondering if something terrible had happened to them.
"It is already evening and there is still no sign of them; are they even still alive?" one young lady thought to herself.
The survival of Dorian and the volunteers greatly determined the survival of those who stayed behind, for not only were they the strongest but Dorian also seemed to possess a unique knowledge of the new chaotic world that had been of great help to them so far. Without him, they believed every effort to survive was futile.
They all stood behind their windows, watching their surroundings with anxious eyes, hoping to see them arrive.
But there had been no sighting of any of them for more than three hours now.