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Before we left, Artan had wanted to do something with Sloan’s body, but we didn’t have time, so Ramon and Kane helped him move the body to a corner of the room and cover it with some fabric they found at the back. Later, when all the rest was solved, we would come back for him.
“This time, we’ll cremate him,” Artan muttered when we exited the basement room.
It was well past noon when we got to the national park, but nobody claimed to be hungry. How could we be when we kept seeing dead bodies, and blood, and zombies? And soon we would be vampire-like creatures. There was no time or will to eat.
We hid behind a big boulder surrounded by low, leafless trees near the lookout and waited.
After two hours hidden in the cold and under gray skies, we started questioning this choice.
“Damn
