Helena walked around the parking structure, hoping to find an abandoned vehicle she could use to get the generator and Mathias' food back to her lab. Like the rest of the basement, the place was nearly pitch-dark and she could barely see in front of her, but her other senses kicked in to help where they could. She could at least rest easy with the knowledge that she was alone. As she continued her search, she pulled out her voice-recorder once more, and started another entry:<br/><br/>"Dr. Helena Sael, continuing day thirty-one. In my search for food I've come across a very clever survivor in an apartment complex. His name is Mathias, and he's agreed to give me food and whatever assistance he can offer. I'm grateful for his cooperation, but...*sigh* I do not think it's occurred to him, but now that I know where he is, and what kinds of defenses he has, I fear it may only be a short matter of time before I return and claim him. It--argh, I shouldn't even be talking about this."<br/><br/>She shut off the recorder in mild self-disgust and fumbled around in her pocket to put it back. Unfortunately, this drew her attention away long enough for her to walk face-first into an object that she identified as a light gray van once she got her senses back. After leaving the generator next to the rear doors, she walked around the van and carefully inspected it. It looked to be in fine condition, and would do the job of transporting her supplies nicely. Once she made a mental note of the license plate, she carefully retraced her steps to the maintenance room, and from there made her way back to the main stairwell.