No One's POV
The group of 17 survivors, were spread around the faculty room taking a quick break.

Once the male students(Takashi, Hisashi, Kohta, Takuzou, Yamada, and Morita) were finished, building a barricade blocking the doors so the undead raoming the hallway won't get in. Everyone else was sitting in chairs, desk's or sitting on the floor. "What do you think?" Takashi asked no one in particular,
"Looks good, to me." Said Takuzou
"Yup." Said Hirano
"Yeah." Said Morita
"No way "they" can get through." Said Yamada
Hisashi just noded his head in agreement.

"I think that is enough, right now. Let's take a quick break." Seako said as she rubbed her right shoulder. Everyone who has been fighting or running all day, agreed to that. While Makoto passed water bottles out to everyone.

In the small kitchen area, Saya was washing all the blood off her hands, neck, face and hair in a sink. Kohta walked up to her and ask if she was okay.
Saya lifted up her face and looked at Kohta, who saw how hot she looked with glasses on. In a shock state, he spoak in a stuttered voice; "You! You wear glasses!?"

"SHUT UP!! MY CONTACT GLASSES KEEP MOVING AROUND!! Ugh." Replied Saya as she through her light purple small towel at Kohta's face then she walked.
"She wears glasses..." Kohta said in a daze yet happy tone. Makoto passed two water bottles to Takashi and Seako who was sitting on Takashi's lap. The pair smiled at their adoribal kohai, who return the smile before passing out more water to the others who fought the undead as well.

"Dr. Marikawa. Where are your car keys?" Asked Hisashi
"Ah, it is in my purse somewhere..." Said Shizuka as she started looking through her bag, "Are you sure car is big enough to fit everyone?" Asked Tomoe.
" Now that I think about... It's a compact." Shizuka said in a depressed tone, that she forgot her car can only fit two people.

"What about the micro buses, used for club away games. Looks like the keys are on the wall hook." Said Seako
"Hey guys we see the bus." Said Misuzu and Toshimi at the same time, after they look out the window to see that the parking lot is empty of blood stains and dead bodies moving around.

"A bus is fine. But where are we going?" Asked Shizuka as she looked at Takashi, "We're going to make sure that our families are okay. We'll start with the family that lives closest from the school. If you are worried about your family, we'll bring them with us, after that we will look for somewhere safe." Said Takashi who is unkownly speaking like a true leader.

Saya looks up at Miyamoto who is starring blankly at the TV that is currently on mute, "What's wrong Miyamoto?" And at that, everyone else in the room turn their heads to look at the orange hair girl.

"What is this?" Rei said in a scared voice.

"Rei, what is wrong?" Asked her boyfriend; Hisashi, as Seako gets up from Takashi's lap, to grab the TV remote and the volume up some, so everyone can hear what's on the TV.

*...In response to the riots raging all over the country, the government has enacted emergency countermeasures.
However, the Special Defense Forces public security operation is paying no heed to the current opposition party, and there is a strong  argument for more cautious actions...*

"RIOTS!? WHAT DO THEY MEAN, RIOTS!?" Shouted Hisashi as he stood next to his girlfriend.
Seako changed a different channel.

*...Already, casualties are estimated in excess of 1,000. Prefectural governors are declaring a state of emergency and requesting disaster relief.. "

Blam!

*there are gunshots! Police have already started firing!! I don't know the situation, but...*

The scene changed to were body bags are rising up from the stretchers, only to get shot down by police officers.

*EEEEEEEEEEEEK!!* The news reporter woman scream's in the park, *No... What!? It can't be! H-help me! UWAAAAAAH!!*

In the background, a few of "them" were seen walking to the news crew, police officers & paramedics before the camera cut off."

The Fujimi High survivors in the faculty room were frozen in shock and fear. With the first-years in the room shaking in fear.