Ivan walked back to the others, looking out the window down at the boy he'd run into at the Video Store. It seemed like they were slowly forming a party of sorts. First Ivan stumbled across these lovely chaps, now the young man with the falcon had followed. Glancing up at the horizon and noticing the sun setting, he carefully backed away from the window. He'd come to fear nighttime since the virus, which was perfectly reasonable if one thought about it.