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[center][color=DCDC95]Location:[/color] New York City, On The Road
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Verity sat in uncomfortable silence as she placed the phone down so Gus could see the route. She listened to the broadcast, but only barely. It was truly end times type shit now. The dead rising up and attacking people. It was sure to be crazy until it was contained. 

And then another thought hit her. Would it be contained? Or would it overrun the cities and they would have to Mad Max it or Waterworld it? She didn't want to think that. Right now, survival was key and getting out of the city was top priority.

[color=DCDC95]"Yeah we don't want another pandemic shopping spree where they sweep the shelves. Swear some people only think about themselves in an emergency."[/color] They would need stuff though but it was best to get out of the city. Would they be able to purchase stuff or would this fall into loot territory.

She was thankful for the silence, at least. Her head was already pounding.