Dreamer grimaced.  It wasn't really a nice thought.  But if it got them out of here alive...<br/><br/>"You saw the parking attendant's stall... full of holes and splattered blood.  And there was no trail of blood leading away from the stall, so I'm guessing he or she is still in there.  Now correct me if I'm wrong, but I doubt it would have been a human in there.  So my suggestion is... that we take the body and flop it onto the hood of the car.  If we have time, we tie it, but otherwise we just do it fast."<br/><br/>He scratched at his chin.  He was being more "practical" than most people would be.<br/><br/>"If the rebels see us drive out of here with a dead furry on our hood, and you two," ---- he gestured at Sherra and Feldana ---- "are hidden under my sleeping bag in the back seat, the rebels will assume we're with them."  He shook his head.  "I know it's disrespectful of the dead... but it could be the difference between a car chase with a firefight and a leisurely drive to safety."<br/><br/>Another distant explosion sounded.<br/><br/>"But we do have to decide fast," he added, rather uselessly.  His right arm twitched.