Been away a while, don't plan to quit.
When I come back inside the building carrying the unconscious guy, I find that the man who tried to attack me died in his sleep of blood loss. I stuff the body in a closet.
The living guy wakes up and panics fora moment, but this time he keeps his head. I explain everything to him. He seems a good person, good company, quiet though. I hand him the rifle and all the rounds I can find for it. "Watch my back." We root through the place and find a few odds and ends, nothing great though.
After eating a frugal meal of some old freeze dried prunes, we make plans. The financial district seems a good enough area, and my friend knows the way. We head outside and get into the car.
"Shoot. Battery's dead, looks like most the cars around won't bee too much good either." I say, nodding at the charred wreck of a sedan.
"Looks like we go on foot."
