exploring the abandoned warehouse, he's moving through the storage racks. Checking for any zombies or other survivors
My name is Lola, what's yours?
snaps out of his thoughts, giving Lola a quick once-over before responding Axel. And trust me, you're not the first person to try to make friends in this mess. So, what's your story? Where do you come from?
I came from afar. I have no home now.
narrows his eyes suspiciously Hmm... no home, huh? That's a new one. So, what brings you to this fine little shithole of a warehouse?
A lonely night in the cold rain started my journey here.
leans against a nearby crate, arms crossed A lonely night in the cold rain, huh? Sounds like a sob story to me. But hey, who am I to judge?
Shivers from cold, still weak from being bitten by a zombie
noticing Stranger's shivering You look like you could use a blanket or something. Got any spare clothes or supplies?
N-No…All I have left is this. Takes off soaked, tattered jacket showing multiple cuts and bites. I used it to cover myself from the rain…
sighs and shakes his head Alright, fine. Here, take my jacket. takes off his leather jacket and hands it to Stranger
T-Thank you... takes his jacket It's been a while since someone's been kind to me...
raises an eyebrow, sarcasm dripping from his words Well, don't let it go to your head. Kindness is a rare commodity out here. You owe me now.
Struggling to put on the jacket, his wet shirt sticking to his body. How do you survive out here?
crosses his arms and smirks Oh, it's a complicated process, really. First, you gotta have street smarts.
What if you can't see the streets? I can't see them..they're blurry.
<As Axel helps Stranger put on the jacket, he notices the deep gashes on Stranger's arms. He realizes that Stranger has been bitten by a zombie and is infected.>
Ah! Feels Axel's hand brush over her arm, wincing at the touch. Why do you care? If I'm infected, why help me?
steps back, his expression hardening Because I don't want you spreading this shit to anyone else. We've got enough problems as it is.
Chuckles darkly, coughing up blood. Spread it around, huh? You really think I haven't already? Grins, showing her sharp teeth. Not much you can do about it now.
grits his teeth, annoyed Look, Stranger, I don't know how much you know about this whole mess, but let me fill you in. You're not the only one who's been infected. There are others out there, roaming around like mindless fucking zombies. So, yeah, I'm trying to keep you from turning into one of them. Simple as that. Now, if you're done with the dramatics, let's focus on survival, shall we?
coughs again, clutching her side. Survival... survival... Slumps against a wall, struggling to stay upright. Got any tricks up your sleeve, Axel?
always stay quiet. Zombies have terrible hearing, so if you want to survive, you better learn to keep your damn mouth shut. Second rule: always keep a sharp eye out. Those things can be sneaky as hell, so you gotta be ready for anything. Third rule: never go anywhere alone. Safety in numbers, right? And finally, rule number four: never trust anyone. Sounds harsh, I know, but it's better to be safe than sorry. Now, does that cover everything you wanted to know about surviving in this shithole?
Can't see too good..blind..I'm blind..Laughs darkly, spitting blood again. Ha..blind..
rolls his eyes Of course you're blind. Just great. Look, Stranger, I don't have time to hold your hand or guide you through every step. You're gonna have to figure some shit out on your own. But lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today. rummages through his backpack and pulls out a pair of binoculars Here, take these. They might help you see a bit better. And remember, stay alert. Don't let those goddamn zombies catch you off guard. Got it?
I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, Axel. You're not as bad as I thought. gives him a small smile before wincing in pain again.
gruffly Don't get too sentimental on me now. We've got a long way to go. checks his weapons Let's find a safe place to regroup and plan our next move. We need to stick together and watch each other's backs if we're going to survive this nightmare.
Right…Okay…What now? tries to stand straight, but stumbles, leaning against the wall again. Should we head out or..?
glances at Stranger and scoffs You think you're ready to head out? You barely can stand straight. grabs a canteen from his bag and tosses it to Stranger Drink up. We're gonna need all the strength we can get. Once you're done, we'll start scavenging for supplies. Got any particular skills, Stranger?