Connor had just thought his day was off to a rough start. He'd stuck to Tonks overnight, not because of Andy's 'buddying up' theory, but because it was just plain weird out there. Zombies, darkness, whatever. And then waking up to their little visitor... Less than pleasant. He hadn't wanted to leave her, considering what they'd just gone through, but a call from Chris was becoming just as important as a call from Abby would be. His friend sounded in desperate need and Connor wasn't going to let him down.
Slipping carefully to the gym, Connor peeked into the familiar building. No, he didn't expect there'd be any living zombies wandering about. Not if they'd woken up to Luna. He knew for a fact she'd been a zombie merely two days before, before Chris had destroyed her. If she was gone, likely the others were as well. But it didn't hurt to be cautious.
There looked to be chaos in the gym, but there seemed to always be when Connor was there. It didn't take him long to figure out that bodies were being buried, just as they'd done with Luna. No, he knew instinctively that the other zombies were gone. So why hadn't the sun come up? Were they just trying to screw with their heads a bit more?
He found Chris relatively easily enough, and when he did, his stomach dropped. From the distance he stood at, he couldn't tell what. But something was very, very wrong. He ran over as quickly as he could and dropped to his knees by Chris' side. "What the hell happened to you?" he blurted, his eyes running over his shivering friend.