Ariel stood there for second, wondering what they would do with a kitchen full of blood and a man laying in it. They looked at each other and knew that they had to find a way to get it out of their house.
Geenah: - "We can't keep this in here. It'll stink up the house. Help me drag it out of here."
Ariel: - "To where, the garbage cans outside? Hah, yea right."
Geenah: - "To the yard, I guess. Just dump it out there to rot."
Ariel:- "Sure, but that implies touching him. Won't we get infected too? I need my brain to have sex properly."
Geenah:- "You won't. Look it's like an STD, unless you have an open cut blood can come through, or if you fuck it, you won't get infected. And I don't think that you are that desperate. J-Just get some fucking gloves and help me!"
They proceeded to drag the corpse out of to the kitchen towards their backyard. They struggled with it, but eventually managed to do so. As they stood behind the gate of the house, Geenah and Ariel grew uneasy. The eerie moans of the infected coming from outside the house just perturbed them more so. They knew that if one of them could get inside their house, so could the rest of them, and kitchen knives were not enough to stop a whole neighborhood.
Geenah: - "We can't stay here, y'know?"
Ariel: - "And what do you suggest? Just go out there to the mercy of the Lord, hoping we'll be okay?"
Geenah:- "No. Just. . . I know you only took it for a short while. . . But. . ."
Ariel:- "But what? Out with it, out!"
Geenah:- "Ok, so. I have a plan. . . And it involves you flying a plane." She smiled nervously. "But only a small one."
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