Zack looked at Gabby, his face mortified. He placed the crossbow by his side and pushed Jase down into his chair as he exited the bus. He ran, down the road, then crossed over a few fields. His mind raced with what he had just done. "I never meant to kill anyone, was she dead? Did I actually just kill her?" He wiped the sweat off his face when he realised... His glasses were gone, "I'd left them on the bus. My DNA. They could trace them back to me. Know my name wasn't Zack. I would have to keep moving." Taking a deep breath he looked at the blue horizon.
"I would have to traverse the world alone... forever."