"Since they're in a hurry, it seems something is about to happen soon."
Chiara nodded, and her shoulders slumped. "Haaah, I hope it happens sooner rather than later. This situation is just so messed up!"
"There's no guarantee we won't turn into zombies, though."
"I'm just frustrated. Don't you ever feel like this? When you don't do anything, you feel frustrated. You just want to do something, or you feel like you'll explode."
She truly was a fiery woman.
"Why are you telling me all this?" Jude asked her.
"If I said it was just because... that would be weird, right? Somehow I feel something from you, Jude."
"What kind of feeling? I'm nothing but a slightly buff guy."
"Before, when we first met in front of the hardware store, you told us a war club was the best weapon, didn't you? I've been gathering information on my own, and it seems the virus that turns people into zombies settles in the skull?"
"It seems so."
