"My name is Alyce." she said as she stuck out first her injured hand before switching to the other. [i]Alyce? Or is it Alice? Adorable, either way.[/i] Matt thought to himself. Before he could say anything, she looked straight into his eyes. "Matt? I know it's a lot to ask, but could you please help me get to my apartment? I'll find a way to repay you. Please?" she asked. "Alright, I'll do it. But you don't have to pay me."

The two of them walked for a bit, and Matt focused on his surroundings. He had never been this close to a quarantine zone before, and he was worried that the closer they got to the city, the more infected they'd run into. Alyce kept talking, and he didn't blame her. She'd just been through hell, so she was probobly just trying to relax. Then Alyce said something that caught Matt's ear.

"By the way Matt... what were you doing outside of the QZ? You don't look infected." Matt really didn't have much of an answer for her other than "I don't really like big cities." Before he could say more, they found a body. Matt motioned for Alyce to stay back and prodded it with his axe. It didn't move, so Matt turned it over and saw that he was very, very dead. His rags looked like a soldier's BDUs but it was hard to tell. What did catch Matt's eye was a holstered pistol. "Hm... A [url=http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/09/Beretta_92FS_left.jpg]Beretta[/url]." said Matt. Matt took the pistol and pulled the slide back. It looked clean enough, so he handed it to Alyce. "Here, It's not much, but it should be fine for now. And to answer more of your question, I've been on my own for a while."