I don't know how to drive

After Tristan exited from the warehouse, he could see countless corpses of beasts together with humans. The maimed cars were all over the place in the streets as some had struck on each other and others struck other things while some were just stranded on the traffic jam created by this whole mess.

The city was silent and Tristan could not even hear the distant night clubs music that were usually heard all over any city especially at nights. Tristan could also see that the windows of the vehicles had been shattered because the corrupted beasts which sensed that humans had hidden in their cars, shattered them just to reach to these humans.

"This world is a gonna. I don't know what happened to this place. Anyway, where can Rachel's group have gone to? Or are they still in the club building?" Tristan asked himself but he suddenly saw a piece of Rachel's dress on the ground. He bent down and picked it up and he could see that this piece of fabric was splattered all over by blood but Rachel's corpse was not in sight which made Tristan's agitated heart to calm down.

"With this, I am sure that they came out of the club building, but what happened to Rachel?" When this question surfaced in Tristan's mind, he started to panic.

"No, I have to calm down. Rachel is in good hands and what I should do now is to go find a way to go home, no, I have to go to the hospital. Aargh! Let me just look for Rachel first and then I will go to the hospital later." 

Tristan was lucky because there was no live corrupted beast on sight so, he walked sluggishly before he spotted a green Range Rover in front of him. Tristan could see a half eaten human head popping out of the slightly opened door of the range Rover but he was not unsettled as he had seen too much for himself this night. He was even stepping on top of the corpses right now.

"In this situation, I need a vehicle that can get me out of this place safely. It seems that the heavens also don't want me to die." Tristan neared the car and watched it carefully before he drew out his cleaver. His instinct was telling him that something was not right.

And he was right, the moment that Tristan opened the front car door, the rest of the skeleton of the half eaten head dropped from the car and a corrupted beast with blood all over its face jumped on him but because Tristan was prepared, he easily decapitate the beast.

[ A lesser level 1 corrupted beast killed. ]

[ Gained 50 experience points. ]

Tristan picked up a phone that had dropped from the car. He looked at it curiously and switched on the torch of the phone before he used it to inspect the vehicle, after he saw that there was no other corrupted beast hiding inside, he heaved a sigh and sat on the driver's seat.

"I never thought that I will be forced to drive a car in this cursed world. What a turn of events." Tristan was not even happy because of this especially when he glanced outside and saw the owner of the car who was wholly eaten and it was only his skeleton and a half eaten head that remained.

One should also know that the car was in right condition, the fuel tank was full and also the key was still in its place.

Tristan pulled up all the windows as he didn't like the gruesome sight that was outside. This car's windows were resilient so they were still not shattered by the corrupted ones. It seemed that the owner was just too afraid in that he thought that he was not safe inside the car so he wanted to run into the club but who would have thought that a corrupted beast was just waiting for this moment, what a shame.

Anyway, Tristan scratched the back of his head awkwardly not knowing what to do. Even if the car had everything needed, Tristan didn't knew how to drive the vehicles of this world. He could only sit on the driver's sit as he inspected everything around the car keenly.

"I have to go search for Rachel or a way out of this world but where will I start from? How will I drive this car with my zero experience? If I decide to remain inside this car without doing anything, I will die because of my wounds which need to be taken care of. Where will I start from?"