Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]

[Mikoyan]

"What the?"

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[morningstar]

Oh god.  More of 'em.  One to be precise.  I sneak up behind the shell of a man and stab it in the neck. 
These guys are becoming a routine.  Maybe they are plotting something. 
Upon arrival at the hospital, I grab some food, a mattress, and all the ammo I have lying around along with my whet stone and an extra sheath for my knife. 

I rev up the AMTS and begin to drive back in the direction of the RV full of people.  Today's experience taught me that I am by no means safe on my own. 

[Mikoyan]

"I don't even want to know." I say, looking at the mail truck.

[morningstar]

"Not much to know.   I armor plated a mail truck."  
Good night. 

[HerpaDerp]

"Protected Mail truck or comfortable RV?"

[Mikoyan]

"Couch isn't so comfortable..." I mutter

[Jokey365]

"There's a bed, you know."

[Mikoyan]

"It was kind of occupied."

[Jokey365]

"Well the couch in a cheapo RV isn't going to be that comfortable now is it? My body is probably more comfortable than that thing, and I'm the boniest person here."

[Mikoyan]

"No."

[Jokey365]

"Tell me, did anyone happen to kill a Red Spy on the way here? would you rather sleep on the very uncomfortable couch, in the bathroom, on the bed or on the roof?"

[Mikoyan]

"The bed was kind of occupied."

[Jokey365]

"Was."

[Mikoyan]

"But I already slept on the couch!"

[Jokey365]

"That doesn't mean it's instantly the only thing you can sleep on! I'd take the couch over the bathroom!"