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"Good," Dave let out in a softer tone after John's affirmative nod. He didn't speak for the rest of their walk. He didn't have much to think about during the quiet walk, either. He supposed he thought about things that normal people shouldn't have to think about. When his next healthy meal will be, if he'll be killed in his sleep, etc, etc. He doesn't remember the days where he used to worry about shit like homework and grades. They thankfully reached the town just before the sun disappeared. It was still dim, though, and the streets were still a good open area for zombies to roam. Dave didn't realize it, but his left hand was wrapped aroun