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[fieldbox=Bailey Fallen, #e0ffff, solid]
A whole family was dead. Because of him. Because he had failed to notice that movement earlier, something that could have prevented the loss of two lives. Or if he had just pulled the trigger faster. Anything, anything he could have done yet hadn't. And the two bodies, three if you counted the zombie, on the floor in front of him attested to that. Bailey hated it. Sure, the world had gone to shit, but these were innocent people trying to make the best out of their horrible situation.
And now they were dead. The pat on his shoulder was no comfort at all despite what it was intended to be, however there was no point in sticking around. Bailey nodded silently, his eyes still locked on the bodies. No burial, no nothing. Just how the world worked. However, he flinched at the thought of other zombies coming around. "We should... At least put them all together. So other zombies won't eat them."
It was a suggestion, but the least they could do. Without waiting for an answer, Bailey began to drag the bodies towards the trapdoor. There was no way of lowering them down gently, but the male made sure they dropped feet first. That way, the family could be together, and they would be protected from animals and zombies alike. He wanted to say something, anything, but the mood was far too dark. He didn't want to show any more weakness in front of Seth, especially when he seemed to be taking it a lot lighter than Bailey. "Let's go then."[/fieldbox]
A whole family was dead. Because of him. Because he had failed to notice that movement earlier, something that could have prevented the loss of two lives. Or if he had just pulled the trigger faster. Anything, anything he could have done yet hadn't. And the two bodies, three if you counted the zombie, on the floor in front of him attested to that. Bailey hated it. Sure, the world had gone to shit, but these were innocent people trying to make the best out of their horrible situation.
And now they were dead. The pat on his shoulder was no comfort at all despite what it was intended to be, however there was no point in sticking around. Bailey nodded silently, his eyes still locked on the bodies. No burial, no nothing. Just how the world worked. However, he flinched at the thought of other zombies coming around. "We should... At least put them all together. So other zombies won't eat them."
It was a suggestion, but the least they could do. Without waiting for an answer, Bailey began to drag the bodies towards the trapdoor. There was no way of lowering them down gently, but the male made sure they dropped feet first. That way, the family could be together, and they would be protected from animals and zombies alike. He wanted to say something, anything, but the mood was far too dark. He didn't want to show any more weakness in front of Seth, especially when he seemed to be taking it a lot lighter than Bailey. "Let's go then."[/fieldbox]