Glade nodded, "Yeah, we should split up and cover more ground. Meet back at the center if you find anything or an hour passes by." He paused. "It'll be me and Anastasia. You guys can either go all together or split up even more." Glade walked towards the nearest building and waved for Anastasia to follow him. The building looked liked a tavern with a battered door covered in blood and regurgitated food. A man emerged from the tavern and stumbled around, almost  running into them. Glade stepped back while the man fell down on his face and started snoring. Before the door could shut again, Glade took Anastasia by the hand and stepped inside the tavern.