[ Is this a nightmare? It's the most realistic nightmare he's ever had, if it is. Oh, if this is a nightmare he swears that he'll never ever ever watch zombie movies late at night ever again, cross his heart and hope to d-- !
Not die. Cross his heart and hope to get back to Knives and Rem.
His soft boots were perfect for the cool floors of the ship, but here he can feel every rock and crack in the ground as he slowly picks his way through the abandoned city, carefully not looking too closely at some of the more suspicious piles of rags at the edges of the side streets. If they're bodies... if they're zombies...?
Something in the alleyway next to him shifts with a clatter, and Vash screams at the top of his lungs, taking off running in the opposite direction just as fast as his legs can carry him. ]
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Not die. Cross his heart and hope to get back to Knives and Rem.
His soft boots were perfect for the cool floors of the ship, but here he can feel every rock and crack in the ground as he slowly picks his way through the abandoned city, carefully not looking too closely at some of the more suspicious piles of rags at the edges of the side streets. If they're bodies... if they're zombies...?
Something in the alleyway next to him shifts with a clatter, and Vash screams at the top of his lungs, taking off running in the opposite direction just as fast as his legs can carry him. ]