Just Follow Me And Run Like Your

Come On," Alec Said, Already Stomping Down The Ramp. "let's Find Us A Squirrel." He Swept The Weapon Back And Forth As He Walked, Looking For Any Interlopers. "or Better Yet, One Of The Crazies Who Might've Strayed Over Here. Too Bad These Things Have To Be Charged Or We Could Get Rid Of This Virus Problem In A Jiffy. Sweep These Old Neighborhoods Nice And Clean." Mark Joined Him On The Ground Below The Berg, Wary That Someone Might Be Watching From The Ruined Homes Surrounding Them Or From The Burnt Woods Beyond Those. "your Value Of Human Life Brings Tears To My Eyes," He Muttered.

Just Go With It', He Thought. 'you Won't Figure Out Anything If You Give In To Fear'.

Minho Looked At Thomas, A Serious Expression On His Face. "if I Don't See You On The Other Side," He Said In A Sappy Voice, "remember That I Love You.

Good Try, Ya Bugging Shank. The Gathering Elects Runners, And If You Think I'm Tough, They'd Laugh In Your Face.

He Whipped Out His Sheet, Then Pulled It Over Himself And Wrapped It Tightly Around His Face Like An Old Woman In A Shawl. 'how Do I Look?' 'like The Ugliest Shanky Girl I’ve Ever Seen,' Minho Responded. 'you Better Thank The Gods Above You Were Born A Dude.' 'thanks.