"You see Val? Life has a funny way of working; One second, everything's all sunshine and rainbows, the next, that sunshine suddenly starts a brush fire from the searing heat, or those rainbows are covered up by clouds that end up pouring down enough rain to cause a flash flood. But that stuff's normal. This? People fucking EATING each other? That shit ain't normal!" A man somewhere around seven miles down the road from the group of survivors shouted to seemingly no one as he tried to hot wire a car. There was a shuffling inside of the bag next to the man, who from hence forth would be known as Dimitri, and a small orange head with beady black eyes poked out with a small hiss. Dimitri sat back with a frustrated sigh, it figured that for all his expertise in vehicle repair, he couldn't manage a task like hot-wiring, more of that funny way of life working Dimitri figured. The man turned to the small head in his duffel back and pointed to the car's dashboard, "Well? You got any suggestions or do you intend to just sit there?", the head of course, didn't respond, instead it merely withdrew back into the confines of the bag, "As always you've proven to be as helpful as ever Valentine..." Dimitri muttered sarcastically. Not that he truly expected help in the first place, last time he checked, snakes weren't exactly renowned for their engineering skills, however the dry attempt at humor did help to cut the tension a bit. Dimitri let out another sigh and slumped a bit, there weren't any zombies nearby, so for now he figured he might as well rest until he came up with something. "Fuck life's way of working.".