Tom groaned and fell. "Get the car and drive it over here." He pulled the keys from his leather jacket, sat up, and gave them to Savannah. "Walking seems to be a troublesome activity for me. But seriously, I'm fucked up." He pulled out his gun. "I can hold off infected." He put his back against the skyscraper next to the parking garage's wall and felt his left eye gingerly. He winced, and added a new layer of bandages, over his mashed-to-a-pulp eye. "Fuck. Fuck."
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