Gage: Heat slows them, so you’re taking off tomorrow morning. Tonight, I want you scouring the building you’re in for supplies. Find something to eat, but if you hear a rager, be careful.
Remi:Anything else?
Gage: The way to kill them is through bashing their brains in. You’ll need a weapon. Something long and sharp so you can strike without the ragers getting too close. Some people prefer baseball bats, but those require force to swing. Not a gun. That’ll attract more.
Remi:You know, this is a lot to take in…
Gage: Once you’re in my care, I’ll do anything to protect you. Pussy for protection, that’s the deal.
Remi:That’s great, except that you’ll be twenty blocks away.
Gage: If you listen to me and stick to the shadows, your chances of survival will increase significantly.
Remi:Just so we’re on the same page, I go to Baylor Square, look for the school bus, stand under a black arrow—which seems ridiculous—and wait for you.
Gage: I’ll already be there, but you won’t see me.
Remi:How do I know you won’t watch me get mauled from afar for the fun of it?
Gage: Because you’re a smart girl and you know how valuable pussy is.
Eh, that word again.
Remi:I guess I better search the building.
Gage: I’ll radio to you first thing in the morning and tell you when to leave. I’ll make sure to clear the square first so you’re not walking into a mosh pit of ragers.
Remi:Gee, thanks. How chivalrous.
Gage: What direction will you be coming from?
Remi:I’m near the big Marisma Hotel, near the old-timey cinema.
Gage: Take care, Remi…