Seeing Kuro run off in an attempt to distract "Them", Kazuya stopped the cart in front of the cafeteria and pulled his injured teacher off the cart and sat him inside. Running back to the cart he grabbed the rake. As he returned to his teacher he handed it to him. "The others will be looking for thread and needles in the nurses office, but they won't find any there cause it's not in their pay-grade to handle something like that. If they want to find a thread and needle they'll need to head to the Handicrafts Club room for something like that." He then paused an looked around, someone had just started another ruckus. Letting out a sigh he turned away. "This mess is kind of hopeless. We're going to die anyway..." His tone was very grim and serious."Unless... This infection is on an international scale..." He mumbled under his breath as he started to pace thinking over the situation; cellphones worked, there was still power and no soldiers had come to the school yet. Kazuya chuckled a little, to others it would seem that he'd gone crazy. He then started to walk towards the exit closest to the track. Last time he was there there weren't many of "them" there and it was a way he usually took to get home anyway.