Day 35 – 3:15 PM – Marikina-Infanta Highway, Real, Quezon
Mark stood by the side of the highway surrounded by some biker outlaws with conflicted thoughts.
It was just the first day that he left the base and he got caught in some troublesome matters which made him left like sighing. However, it also gave him the things he needed. Transportation and people that could possibly guide him and give him information about the settlement he wanted to go to.
There was another troublesome matter though…
He looked at the other side of the highway more than a dozen meters away. The owner type jeep was overturned and even rolled several times. He did not care if the people inside the vehicle died but at least, he needed one of those alive. He'd rather pick those guys in the jeep rather than these generic mobs surrounding him.
'Oh, good.'
Hmm... Is seems Mark is trying something huh. I wonder what it is.
>.<