Large open lots inside the city limits were expensive, the car dealership did well for itself by using the much cheaper desert land outside of the city. Not that the owners had to worry about such things any more. Aisilnn's ability to vanish was noted by the slimy undead eyes that watched the group. The girl was stealthy though and the conscious guiding the zombies lost track of her once she started moving. It was aware that through some quirk or fate there were people who the virus did not kill but simply altered. Naturally those people were the favored tools of the government to use in places consumed entirely by the roseblood virus.<br/><br/>Baker had been of interest for a while, fighting off his injuries as the virus coursed through him. It had been to short a time for him to die of the virus but luckily internal hemorrhaging resulted in a fatal blood clot. It would be a shame to let such a fresh and functional body go to waste, one that was not even marred by the black ichor that the virus so often replicated. "Don't be so quick to abandon me." Baker groaned out as he seemingly rose to consciousness. "Twas just a flesh-wound"  he added in a mock-British accent to mimic a popular old comedy trope. "And I'm glad I don't have to be dragged along by Jasper, no offense man but you smell like a zombies twat!"