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Verity rolled her eyes. Gus had a heart, it seemed, but that needed to go out the window. They were in a life-or-death situation. Or rather a life-and-maybe-death since the dead seemed to be coming back alive. She had never been a fan of horror movies because people that looked like her tended to never survive them but she knew of them. Zombie movies weren't real, right?

Verity followed Flynn outside, catching the fobs tossed to her. She picked the nicest lookig one and began clicking the lock button, hoping to find the car it belonged to. [color=DCDC95]"Any idea where we go from here? I imagine outside city limits but who
sto say it's not like this elsewhere?"[/color] They should also look for protection. She doubted they would be the only ones leaving and, given how people handled crises, she didn't want to be without something to defend herself.