Rabid

[cuzyeahboi]

He cleaned out the rest of the side rooms, coming up with some antibiotics, morphine and other lesser pain medications.


Creeping outside, he stuffed everything he'd come up with into his jacket, as he did not have a pack.


Looking around, he joined Tyler. "We good to go? Maybe we should look for cars, maybe with keys in them still. Some people might have left something in the panic."

[Blaiiine]

"Yeah, sounds good." Tyler replied, tossing his cigarette before hopping up and off the patio. He stopped, waiting for Jonah to take the lead.


"You search, I'll cover your back. Liable to have some walkers come by soon." He said, checking his rifle for a moment before looking back up to the fox.

[cuzyeahboi]

Jonah nodded before moving to the street and looking in through car windows and trying doors. The scarce cars left abandoned were mostly locked and he didn't exactly want to be around long enough to pat down bodies for keys.


Moving to yet another car, he yanked on the handle and the door popped open. Looking in, a key was left sitting in the ash tray, but it was out of gas. The moment of elation gone, he closed the door and moved on.


"At this rate, we'll have to break windows or draw gas." He commented as he tried another door. Quiet shuffling could be heard in the distance, possibly attracted to the bangs from the office or the passing convoy.