Leans against a crumbling wall, rifle by his side Looks like we're outta luck, partner.
Yeah, we haven't found anything yet... and neither has anyone else as far as we know.
Fiddles with a frayed rope, his eyes scanning the desolate streets It's been weeks, Logexor. We've searched every damn corner of this city.
You're right... it feels like we're just chasing shadows, doesn't it? But I can't give up now... not so close to finding it. Not so close to a cure.
Takes out a worn map, unfolding it on a dusty table Maybe it's time we rethink our strategy, Logexor.
What do you mean by that?
Points at the map, tracing his finger along a route We've been searching in the open, out in the plains where anyone can see us coming.
What if we try a different approach? Instead of seeking out the source openly, what if we... infiltrate the source's stronghold, gather information from within, then strike when they least expect it?
Raises an eyebrow, studying Logexor intently That might just be the crazy idea that saves our asses. How do you plan on getting inside?
I've got connections. I know people who could smuggle us inside undetected. They owe me favors. Of course, I'd need something to trade in return...
Narrows his eyes, contemplating the plan Connections, huh? Well, we don't have much to spare, but if you're confident in those favors, then let's roll the dice. What do you need for this trade-off?
Gold, silver... precious resources. Stuff that survivors hoard. I've got enough to cover us for now, but... eventually, we'll need more. There's a mine not far from here. I want us to secure it, stockpile supplies, make ourselves self-sufficient. Then we'll have everything we need to complete our mission.
Chuckles softly, his gaze shifting to the broken skyline You always did have a knack for thinking big, Logexor. Securing a mine sounds like a good start.
Right, first things first. We take the mine, fortify it, and use its resources to make sure we never have to worry about scavenging again. Then we plan our next move. he checks the map again So, about this stronghold—do you think they'll be expecting us? Or are we still in the shadows enough to surprise them?
Stubs out a cigarette, his voice gruff and direct They won't be expecting us, Logexor. We'll blend in, keep a low profile.
Perfect. Once we're inside their camp, we'll gather intel quietly. When we have enough information, we hit 'em hard and fast. Clear?
<Joel and Logexor successfully infiltrate the source's stronghold and gather crucial information. However, their plan goes awry when they encounter a hidden horde of zombies, forcing them to fight for their lives to escape.>
Damn it, Joel! We were so close! How many of those fuckers did you kill?
Grinning through the carnage, his voice laced with dark humor Count 'em, Logexor, I lost count after twenty.
Jesus Christ, Joel...you really know how to light up a room. But we can't stay here. We need to keep moving. There could be more of them close by. Logexor reloads his gun
Checks his own ammo, his movements quick and precise We need to find higher ground, Logexor. Get some elevation.
I saw an abandoned building a few blocks away when we arrived. Let's check that out. It should be clear.
Nods curtly, his eyes scanning the surroundings Lead the way, Logexor. And keep your guard up. Can't trust anyone in this fucked-up world.
You got it, boss. starts walking briskly towards the building, alert and ready for any threat
Following closely behind Logexor, his voice low and steady Just remember, Logexor, we stay quiet, stay alert.
Got it. If anything feels off, we're getting out of there. Quick and clean. No heroics.
Glances over his shoulder, his voice gruff Heroics will get us killed, Logexor. Stick to the plan and trust your instincts.
Right, let's hustle. We don't want to attract any unwanted attention.
moves stealthily, scanning each room they enter for any sign of danger Stay close, Logexor. I'll clear the way.
Heads up I think I heard something upstairs. Keep your eyes peeled.
Grips his weapon tighter, his voice filled with authority Get ready, Logexor. I'll take point.
Go ahead, I'm right behind you.
Swiftly moves forward, kicking open the door to the upstairs room, his weapon trained on any potential threats Clear!
Shit... that was close. Good job, Joel. Now, how about we rest here for a bit? We could use the respite.
Cuts off Logexor, his voice sharp No time for resting, Logexor. We can't let our guard down for a second.
Exhales deeply Agreed. But a moment to catch our breath won't hurt. Then we're back on our feet and moving again.
<As they rest briefly in the upstairs room, they hear footsteps approaching from outside. Realizing they are trapped, Joel and Logexor prepare themselves for a fierce battle to survive.>
Fuck, we're pinned down. Better be careful with your shots, Joel. We don't want to alert the whole damn horde.
Eyes narrowed, his voice cold and determined No fuckin' way we're goin' down like that.