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Rodrik didn't shoot at all. The bandits were doomed anyway, and he only had one magazine left anyway. He wasn't about to waste it."So have I. I must be getting old." He grumbled as he sat back."Thanks, by the way, for saving me from that madman. I thought for sure you'd take my stuff and leave me to die back there."

"You're allright. You're a survivor like us. I'm sorry I misjudged you earlier, I'm just being careful."

Rodrik grinned."You'd be right to misjudge me. This here apocalypse turns civil folk into monsters, and I'm not talking about the zombies. It's hard to trust anyone these days. I've seen little girls planting knives in eachother's backs just for scraps of food. This place is fucked."

"Yet we still depend on the city." Wildner shrugged. "As long as there's supplies to be found, I'm not for leaving. This city maybe crawling with zombies, but there's also plenty of places to hide." he then looked at Rodrik. "Did you know these zombies are blind?"

Liam pulled the truck over several long minutes later, in the parking lot of an abandoned middle school. he'd seen no zombies for the last three minutes, so figured, this was as good a place as any to stop, and figure out where they were headed. He opened the window separating the cab and bed of the truck. He then pulled out his coal, and wrote along the length of his arm.

'Room in cab, if you want. Where too?' He stuck his arm out the window towards them.

"We're fine here, room to shoot if we have too." He looked around. "What's the plan? this is a school, place could still be crawling. I don't think this is a good place to stop."

Finlay peered through he window as well. "Where are we going to?"

"Any suggestions Rodrik?"

The redhead nodded at Kenneth's question."Yeah, they react to hearing. But some of them can still smell you. Rodrik then raised a brow."You lot don't even have a plan? How'd you expect to survive this? Waiting it out?" he chuckled sacrasticly."I first thought I could be joining a gang, but waiting it out is fuckin' stupid. I'll give you a suggestion; harvest supplies 'n get the hell out of the city. Hicks are the last to die to these things just becuase they're so spread out. There's bound to be less undead fucks walking around out there."

Liam liked the sound of that. Raid another empty department store, and then get the hell out of the city. Hadn't that been his original plan? They should have left long before now. He looked at the dashboard display behind the wheel. They would need gas soon too...perhaps a remote gas station could render them the supplies they would need, while being far off enough to avoid large zombie hoards. He wrote this on his other arm and pushed it through the window.

Wildner smiled. "We were holed up pretty safely in that house, before your buddies burned it to the ground and called a freakin' zombie army on top of it. Anyway, Getting out of the city seems like a nice plan, but if there are more of these gang members, they won't let us go just like that.

Finlay shivered at the mere mention of gang members. "Sh-surely they don't have enough numbers to block all the exits from the city..." she mentioned, she hoped she was correct.

Her ankle hurt something awful now, she thought she'd likely sprained it. Reaching down, she rolled up her pant leg and let out a small gasp. She'd burnt herself rather badly during the house fire, it seemed.

"Fin! Why didn't you tell me you got hurt!" Wildner quickly took his First Aid Kit from his backpack and started treating her wounds. While doing this, he asked Rodrik: "considering the numbers we faced earlier, how many are there left?"

"Well, that's the downside. It's probably going to be filled with angry hicks instead of friendly neighbourhood farmers, unless we're lucky. Gangs will be less active, though they'll still be there trying to opress the farmers so they'd get food off of them. It's nowhere one hundred percent safe, keep that in mind. And seeing as how the stupid ones of the gang are dead, there's just a little loss for these pricks. They don't work as a team, they just go around 'n do stupid shit. And if you're unlucky like I was, they hunt you down out of boredom. We're not out of danger here."

Liam was getting antsy, having been parked too long already. He motioned to everyone that he was going to start the truck again. They would leave the city, if they could, they pretty much had to.

"Agreed, we should go. This place is probably crawling." He thought for a second. "One more walmart raid, then we leave the city. Now that we have a truck, there's a lot more space to load supplies."

"Why Walmart?" Rodrik asked as he looked at Kenneth."Walmarts are always crawling with undead. The first thing everyone does in these situations is go to Walmart and die." He explained."Best if you try to raid a dollar store or something. It'll have less zombies, though..." He stayed quiet for a bit as he pondered the situation."... most of the food might be gone."

Wildner grinned. "I'm pretty sure now that no-one told you how we raided the last Walmart!" He smiled knowingly at Liam and Fin.

Liam put the truck in drive, and steered his way across town, to an abandoned Superstore. Not quite a walmart, but it would do.

"Allright, let's see what we can do here." Wildner saw some zombies in the parking lot, and there were bound to be more inside. "Suggestions?"