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Hank sighed at the question. "Murphy, I know you don't understand this, but we are not safe anymore...These walls, it's false hope, they are used to keep us inline, so we will become obedient slaves to these... people. This place gave us a chance to protect ourselves from the dead, But what I have learned, the living are much worse." 

Almost as if on Que the sound of trucks could be heard int he streets. The soldiers would drive around trucks all the time, but never more then one or two in the same place unless it was a checkpoint. It sounded like a convoy? 

The voice of the district officer boomed over a loud speaker. "Attention, Barriers of District Zone Ten! Due to a lack of rations and over population with in this, and several other districts, Rations will be cut off 100% until further notice, any attempt to steal rations will be met with force applied to the accused and all know associates. Until rations are back into play you are too keep up your lives as they were, any attempt to not show up to work will add to your personal time of removal of rations." He would turn to his driver. "Move out!"

Hank was shocked...No more rations... It was going to be an all out war on the streets, It was going to be time to leave, if they didn't...they would both be dead.