Continued from Here.
They'd have t'call time on Prairie soon.
The small outpost held a lotta sentimental value for most hunters; it was the place new recruits learned t'hunt. But they had t'be logical about resources an' stretchin' the power grid this far wasn't worth the pay-off. Hammerhead was a better option; easier t'fortify an' defend during the long night.
Walkin' across the old dirt road on auto-pilot, Dave blinked when he heard someone callin' his own name an' turned towards the small fire in the ruins of a building. Sania. She rarely asked for a favour, an' it was her fantastic research an' brains that was helpin' folks keep ahead o' this darkness.
"Where abouts ya lookin' t'go, Ms. Yeagre?" He gestured to the truck Cindy had fitted with stronger headlights an' offered a smile. "I seem t'be a driver more than a hunter these days, but I'll gladly help y'all."
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