May stepped out of a restaurant with a frown on her face, and blood smeared all over her tattered clothes.
The restaurant she came out from looked relatively in good shape, unlike the nearly collapsing and grey buildings around it. Just the door and windows were bashed beyond salvation, beaten down upon by God knows what…
"Dawn, we'll rendezvous at the given location later… I'll use this opportunity to gather some supplies." May spoke into her spatial intercom with a frown on her face. She would quickly gather some supplies from the restaurant before leaving.
"May, be careful! Don't do anything rash!" Dawn's voice was transmitted over to May through the communication device, she sounded overly anxious.
"Don't worry? What could possibly happen in a rusty old restaurant like this? I get attacked by a bunch of infected?" May spoke after rolling her eyes, then turned around with a smirk and her gun raised and ready to fire.