I posted. By the end of my post, Burke is within a few hundred meters of Mason and Sarah, presumably, and fairly close to a horde of zombies. He has virtually no idea what's happened to the world in the last few days, and is in complete shock. Feel free to shoot him in the face! Or help him! Whichever!
Also, it isn't quite that time for me yet, but for those of you who are a couple of hours ahead - meeerrrryyy Christmas! Here's hoping you all get all the silly glamorous shit that you wanted. Meanwhile, I'll be enjoying a delicious smoked turkey tomorrow while I think fondly of the starving children milling about Sudan!
God I love the holidays. c: