One More Pivotal Name||20/04/14||Zander and Strider
He heard the names come through his radio and his heart clenched. Sebastian was gone too. Laying back on the floor of the main room he sighed. Zander was physically unable to cry anymore. He was numb and it didn't feel like he had anything left inside. He played with the antenna of the radio resting on his stomach, looking up at the ceiling. He wondered what it was like where they were. Surely Heaven was a thousand times better than this hell the survivors were living through. He heard Sylvia's name as well and sighed again. He hadn't known her well but he did know her. His spine felt strained and his leg and arm were hurting him. He sat up and pulled off his leather jacket. He reached over with his left hand and un buckled his right arm, laying it on the floor beside him. This act gave him a bit of release, but his entire body ached. He wanted to take his leg off as well, but he couldn't muster the effort. Not alone anyway. And he wasn't entirely sure it was a good idea. what if a zombie infiltrated the building. He probably wouldn't have cared if he was alone, but Strider didn't need to see Zander get torn apart by zombies because he was physically unable to stand or run. He rubbed the stump of his biological right arm and lay back down.
"Strider...Are you....are you alright...I know its a dumb question and the answer is probably no but I need to know..." He looked over at the other man, waiting for a reply.