Realizing that his fear is rising, Dallas started running, Dallas was not a runner but if he can get his hands on a skateboard that might make things a bit easier for him. As Dallas ran, He notice a dead skateboarder on the ground with a skateboard in his hand. Dallas slowed his running and walked towards the dead skater and reach for the skateboard. With a strong grip on the Black skateboard, he jerk the skateboard away from the skater, "Mine now," He said as he now skated towards the train station. Dallas like to skateboard, he even had his own skateboard in his room that he hanged up on the wall after an hour of skating each day.
It did not took him long to reach the train station as he notice a few humans waiting there, Dallas immediately halted. His anxiety rose. (Humans...) He thought, his face frowning at the sight of them. He entered the station, avoided eye contact with anyone, and stood far away.