good.” Kris stepped forward a step before Alisia blurted out “Ah, that is, I’m straight and... yeah. So..” “...hmm. Interesting.” Kris leaned back, her midriff showing. Oh good lord, that was Regan’s move. It just got worse and worse. Regan didn’t need to go to a funny farm, they were already in one. Then, a timely mixed blessing. The situation was disrupted by a comm call. Zombies had been spotted outside the city of Hatre. It was time to go. ~~~~~ Chapter 31: Something Different ~~~~~ Alisia stood by the airlimb bay door, watching the urban sprawl pass below. How many lives met her eyes as she flew past? Thousands. Each with their own stories, their own lives. Each one the center of a grand story, that was the sum of their experiences on this earth. Each one was a vulnerable target. It hadn’t taken long. Even if it seemed inevitable that zombies would pop up somewhere again, Alisia hoped that the world would at least give her a little time off. Alisia closed the door and headed toward the airlimb’s little mess, where Regan was found doing nothing in particular, sitting at the table.
