At this point, with no elaboration, Alex has already improvised, and taken the route down the derelict avenue, coming to a bypass to an empty, "dead" highway.
Alex looks back behind him for a moment, lowering his scarf-mask and panting slowly to the intensive heat of the sun, then turning his head back to where he sees what is in front of him, observing the rest of the highway, along with the minor buisness complexes surrounding it.
"The highway probably leaves out of town, not like anyone's going to be in any other town besides, well.." Alex says to himself, re-assuring, but having a slight rationallity to the fact, that people prevailing here, may be his next haven.
Alex paces right, towards the end of the highway bypass, hopping over the ledge and landing in an alley-way of the overpass, and an industrial building, walking over to the back door, and opening it slowly..