Straight there.

You don't exactly want to bet on your driving ability by driving into a busier town, getting their will probably be hard enough anyway, and picking up people isn't going to be fun. So you text Jacob your choice.

"Alright, grab everything you can. Don't rush."
You already are chucking shirts, trousers, jumpers into bags as you grab tins, cereal and things like that. You grab a few knives from the knife rack, your mind flicking to how much easier the apocalypse would be in America, what with guns and all. You haven't actually seen a zombie yet it could still all be a hoax still, but anyway you set off from your home in a tiny village with a car filled with random potentially useful items.
You make your way about halfway before the road is blocked by two cars crashed together, completely blocking the single track road nestled between two fields lined with large hedges.