Garsin nodded to Eli and started following Ali. As they were approaching the vehicle, he reached for her shoulder. "[color=khaki]Hold up,[/color]" he started,"[color=khaki]Let me check around the vehicle and the hole first and make sure everything is clear.[/color]" There was just enough space between what was left of the wall and the truck itself for him to squeeze through if he cleared the vegetation there. Instead of singing wildly at the plants though, he holstered his brush axe behind him and pulled out his knife to cut through the vegetation as quietly as possible. He checked on Ali, to make sure she was still there, and went back to business. He peered through the gap before entering to make sure it was clear. Oddly enough it, it was, or at least seemed to be. He looked around and above and didn't see anything, which to him was just strange. Whatever was going on around them must have caught the attention of every ghoul in the city. He then turned back to Ali and let her know what he was planning.

	"[color=khaki]Alright, I'm gonna get on the other side of this and push it back out. It looks like most of the debris is clear of the truck after I cut the plants off. Since the keys are most likely still there, I'll throw it in neutral and bring it out so it should be easier to work on. Keep the use of lights to a minimum though. We still don't know what's out here.[/color]" Once inside, he was able to open the door to the truck and saw something he probably should have checked for. There were two bodies lying there in the seats, the driver and passenger, and while it looks like the truck has been here for a bit, there was dried blood everywhere, and the windshield was broken. Though the bodies were still, Garsin was sure that there was a high probability they were ghouls. Luckily, they were strapped in by the seat-belts because just as he had come to the conclusion, the driver tried to lunge at him, struggling against his seat belt. This seemed to make the passenger rile up as well.

	Garsin jumped at first, but his fight or flight response told him to punch. The strike landed and smashed the creature's nose in, which stunned it for a second but out of recoil, not pain. Garsin took advantage of this and reached out out grabbing the thing by the throat to steady it as he drove his knife into its skull, almost immediately silencing it. He then went to the other side and dispatched the other in a somewhat similar fashion, and all was quiet again. He dragged the two bodies out of the truck and applied the coup' de grace with a boot to the head, just to be sure.

	After that mess was clear he peered out of the whole back to where Ali was and waved. "[color=khaki]Just a little hold up, but we're good.[/color]" He then opened lifted himself up to the driver's side and, after seeing the keys were still in, put it in neutral. He walked back to the front and started to push. The truck was heavy, yes, but honestly, this brought memories of the old days before this whole incident occurred back when he was doing strongman competitions. Garsin did a few stretches and then leaned up against the front of the truck. Taking a few good breaths he then put his power into pushing the truck out of the hole it was in. He heard the truck creak and scratch against the brick, cement and rebar, and it seemed that one of the wheels were blown, but the spare on the back should work to replace that. Finally, the truck was out and Garsin was able to stop it as well, thankful that this area was relatively flat. He put it back in park and popped the hood.

	When he jumped out he stopped Ali again before she could get to the engine. "[color=khaki]Just one more thing, then she's all yours.[/color]" He walked to the back of the truck to the doors that would hold the personnel. It was just as he thought. there was no sign of anything breaching the back of the truck, but it was a personnel truck, so there had to be people. But it seems they all died in the crash, save for the one or two that took their own lives rather than deal with the ghouls. While they obviously hadn't turned, Garsin didn't want to take the chance or have them turned later, so he made sure that wouldn't be an issue, and looked for any gear they may have had. Mostly medical supplies, some food, a hunting knife, and the one pistol the one guy used to end his nightmare. Garsin checked the little compact 9mm and found the two extra mags the guy had on him. He made sure the parts worked and then put it on safe. He put the food and medical supplies in his pack and tossed out the bodies. After hopping out, he handed the knife, pistol and spare mags to Ali. "[color=khaki]Here, in case you need it, don't shoot unless you have to. Don't want anything left in the area to know we are still here.[/color]" He then opened up the hood and looked at it as well while setting the hood prop so it stayed open. "[color=khaki]Alright, here you go, I'll keep an eye out for you, but if you need me just let me know. I'm no master mechanic but I have had my fair share of dealing with the family vehicles,[/color]" he chuckled. 

	Garsin then looked around at how everyone else was doing. Everyone seemed to be doing fine, which was a good sign, but he still felt uneasy. It was going [i]too[/i] well. Normally there should be hundreds of ghouls in this area at this level of darkness, but they're nearly all gone. He took off his helmet and wiped his brow with a sigh. He hoped everyone else was fine, but he just couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't. The way things have been today, he wasn't all that sure what to think. He had just been rolling with the punches so far. He took out his flask and took a swig. Felt good to have a little something. For his size it wasn't much, but he was happy he took it along. But he knew he needed more than that so he put it up and took out his canteen, unclipping the carabiner the clipped onto a metal ring on his pack. He made sure to drank slowly to avoid getting sick or cramping as he approached Ali again. He made sure to listen if she needed anything and he kept an eye out for anything around them that might mean danger. In the mean time, he got a couple of the people who were waiting around the truck to start replacing the tire with the spare, so that it will be ready when the truck is running.