Donald was stumped. He hadn't thought she would ask him what he wanted out of their partnership outside of finding his family. Scrambling to think of something, he found himself drawing a blank. What else did he want? He obviously wanted to survive, but they could do that just by working together, so there was no point asking that. The same could be said about getting supplies.He really couldn't think of anything. "I don't really have anything to add, but we can always change our agreement in the future."Nicole thought about it before saying, "That's fair. This can change, so it wouldn't make sense to make the arrangement permanent."That was a relief. "When should we leave?"After taking a quick peek outside, she said, "We should wait until things settle down a bit. We might not be close to the company building anym

Finally taking a seat, Donald watched as she pointed out a possible route. "Since we can't be sure where they might be if they're in the city, we can attempt to slowly circle the city. This is assuming that they will try to leave the city, and there are several other problems."Donald nodded. As soon as she made the suggestion, he could already see why it wouldn't be a good idea. Many other people probably had the same idea to make a break for it and get out of there to avoid the zombies. Since they didn't know too much about the situation outside the company building, it was possible that the city had been blocked off.There were plenty of movies where an epidemic caused a city to be locked down and the military to keep people from leaving. It was to prevent it from spreading to other places. While he understood why, it wasn't exactly good for them since they were the ones stuck in the city. They couldn't be sure if this was the case, but it was a possibility, which meant it would be

Nicole paused at the doorway to stare at Donald and ask, "What are you doing?"Donald looked up from what he was doing and said, "Making a key."Ignoring her confused expression, he studied the piece of metal he had in front of him. Since he didn't have access to the internet, it was difficult for him to come up with a way to replace the lock or make a new key. However, he determined that the latter was probably the better choice at the moment. He couldn't exactly replace the lock if he didn't have a replacement.He doubted that the residents had replacement locks stashed away somewhere in the house. Unfortunately, making a key wasn't easy. He knew it had to be made of metal, so he had used his fire powers to melt some empty cans for use. Naturally, he wasn't going to melt the knives of any possible weapons. The process annoyingly took a long time since

Donald studied the stranger warily as he asked, "So what were you doing spying on us?"After carefully considering his options, Donald said, "I wasn't spying. I thought you were zombies."The man raised an eyebrow and said, "You expect me to believe that you weren't hiding in the shadows like some creep? Do you expect me to believe that?"Shrugging his shoulders, Donald said, "You're free to believe me or not, but it's the truth. Isn't that why you came to investigate? You thought I was a zombie too."The scowl on the man's face was all the answer he needed. Donald cursed himself for getting into the situation. The stranger was clearly not going to let him walk away without a fight. Donald couldn't be sure when the other two would show up or if there were others waiting in the shadows. He needed to resolve things quickly before they escalated.Raising his hands up in the air as a sign of surrender, Donald said, "I don't want to fight. Let's just go our separate ways and pretend we did

Donald broke out in a cold sweat as she stared down at him. Even though he had been completely prepared to tell her everything, he found himself at a loss for words. She was currently quite intimidating with the way she was looking at him. He never had another woman look at him like that other than his mother when he was a kid."Well?" she said as she placed her hands on her hips. "Are you going to tell me, or should I tell you what I think?""Well," he started before she cut him off."I think you got yourself into a fight, but I know you can fight against zombies without getting all beaten up. That either means that the zombie was stronger than you expected, you fought more than one at a time, or you bumped into some survivors. Which one is it?" Nicole asked as she raised an eyebrow.He knew he should tell her it was the last one, but he ended up blurting, "You do know that you sound like my mother."Nicole gave him an unimpressed look and said, "Maybe it's because you need supervisi