"Same. The only Guy working for the government i've liked. Is that Jake. You know. Soldier guy. Probably dead" He said., as he sweeped the ground floor for infected. "Fu#king sick!" He shouted at the hanging corpse. "You killed your children?" He asked, pointing at them. This was a sight. That even affect Henry. He didn't like seeing the dead bodies of kids. He went down to the Kitchen. Grabbed some duck tape and headed back up stairs. Using a chair. He reached up to tape over the zombies mouth. He headed back into the Kitchen. "He hangs. But. Quitely. I hear that SOB. He's dead, again." He said. He started opening the cupboards. "Split the supplies. 50/50. Should we get seperated by crazy people. We'll both have something to live off?" He asked. He didn't have no ploy, or con. No agenda. Just thinking like a survivor should. He picked out some canned goods. Handing some to Gino. "Canned is best. Last us longer" He said with a smile. He opened one that said beans. "We'll eat these now. Don't like 'em cold. Best eat stuff while there's power to do so"
Simon & James were nearing the Farm. They could see it. They could also see the odd zombie stumbling around the place. They were like sentries on duty. Set one off. More would come. They needed to take them out quietly. To get to the Farm house without alarm.