[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/uytkf0K.png[/img][/center] [b][color=cadetblue]"What do you mean?"[/color][/b] Roman wiped his mouth when the sleeve of his shirt. He still tasted the hot barf in his mouth. Spitting on the ground, he tried to rid the flavor. He coughed shortly afterwards and stuck his tongue out, his face showing a sour expression. The kid listened to the radioactive man and decided to see for himself. Once he stepped closer to the two bodies, he inspected them to see the cause of death. He did not get too close as he did not want to throw up twice in one day. Roman figured out what the other guy insisted on. No zombie could slit throats and stop there. Martin felt this situation was complexed. [b][color=cadetblue]”Wow, you’re right. No zombie could have done this.[/color][/b] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/VPDD3AL.png[/img][/center] [sub][right]Interacting with: [@OptimusKel][@LemonZest1337][@Soph123][@Polaris North][/right][/sub] [color=gray]Before the duo could talk any further, soldiers started pushing through the restaurant door. They took a moment to access the situation. Pairs of eyes kept glancing back and forth between Jonathan and Catherine. More soldiers kept walking and entered the kitchen area. One person concealed his identity with a mask and near him was a bloody rag. Another individual stood over two dead bodies. The new arrival was in the restaurant as well. Additionally, a fucking spider lady was stumbling around. One man confronted Martin and pushed him to the wall. All the other men began pointing their makeshift guns and melee weapons at the people inside. The alarmed citizens outside must have contacted or alerted the muscle of Pallet Town. All the soldiers talked at once in aggressive mannerism. An individual man repeatedly poked Jonathan in the chest. Each dialogue resulted in an accusation or a form of question. One of the more consoled minions shook his head and withdrew a walkie-talkie. [color=red]”Hey, Nunchuck. Pick up. We have a situation here in the restaurant. Same as before. Likely suspects here.[/color] A few seconds of silence and a voice responded back. A sigh could be heard followed by a confirmation. [/color]