They got a military jeep from one of the locals and found a motel room.

They flatly refused to be divided into different rooms, and the manager agreed to this with doubling the amount.

— And why do you need a room? We can sleep in the car. If we sleep.—Maria said to Guy.

— It's better not to show your suspicious unpretentiousness. Often clean lines pay attention to such.—Guy looked around and closed the door.

— And I kept thinking that they were picking on me so much when I was sleeping on the side of the road not so long ago...—Maria threw into the void.

— We shouldn't show up alone...—

***

In the late afternoon, the company went outside.

— So dead... Everything is dead here... Impossible dead...—Maria said.

It seemed that with the onset of night, the city was really dying. The wind that blew through these streets did not seem alive at all.

— it's bad here...—Bjorn looked around.— And there's nowhere to go... Where are we, by the way?—

— Somewhere near Utah. It's good that

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