After Daniel's dad's status had been revealed, everyone left him.

Along with Laura, who had previously died from the poison gas. It was starting to effect everyone; most going crazy and starting to attack eachother. Xavier was bloodthirsty.

Daniel limped along the walls of the corridor, bead of sweat falling from his forehead as he let out a shaky breath.

He didn't want to be alone, especially after all he had seen. Daniel was scared, he couldn't do this alone. A broken sob slipped from his mouth, before he bit his lip in an attempt to seem tough. Nobody was close to him, everyone scattered and looking for the antidotes.

Daniel whined pathetically, struggling to walk any longer. He wasn't aware of anyone close to him. He had started to accept his fate, death.