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deaders.”
    I nod, finally understanding a little bit better the stages I see deaders in. Also, what happened to Sam makes more sense as well. There must have been a lot more of the essence of who he was still inside his brain, more than the other in-betweeners at any rate.
    “So, no factories for you then? What happens if it comes back?” I ask, then wish I hadn’t when I see her flinch a little, the flickering fire painting her pained expression in stark shadows.
    “It’s come back before,” she admits, but I think she says it reluctantly, as if speaking of her cancer will make it come back again. “On the upside, I know where they have the nanites stored. The same hospital I went to for my doses probably has some. I suppose I could go back. I’m sure I could scrounge some up from storage. That’s not the sort of thing people loot.”
    For some reason, I feel like she’s either lying or not telling me the whole truth. There’s just something that rings false in her flippant, unconcerned tone.
    “Well, if that happens, you just give me directions and I’ll go for you. I owe you one,” I say. Then I decide to leave it alone. I can tell it’s been a strain for her to talk like this, and I don’t want to upset her. She’s the one who saved Jon and me. I do owe her one, a big one. And she’s become my only friend. That’s reason enough all by itself.
     

Today - Downtown is the Place to Be
    We’re looking to make just over forty miles a day for two days. That’s ambitious when the conditions on the roads are taken into consideration. It’s even more ambitious when I stop to think about the other people that might be out there and the lack of caution we’ll have to show to get that many miles behind us.
    Our plan allows for no more than three days at the hospital. We’ve got a week for the trip in total, so if it takes any longer than two days to get there, we’ll be cutting into our time at the hospital. I’m pretty sure we’ll need every second—or more—once we get there. Who knows what we’ll find? Somehow I doubt there will be a handy sign on the wall with an arrow pointing to nanite storage.
    The hospital isn’t in this city, but rather near the military base that lies much further away on the outskirts of the state’s biggest city. That means we’ll be going through part of this city, hitting the highway for more than fifty miles, and then making a long looping curve around the base to the hospital side. Beyond the parts of downtown and college park that we’ve scavenged—and where I lived for two years hidden in an apartment with Sam and the other kids—we have exactly zero clue on the condition the world might be in at this point.
    Will every other place be overrun with deaders? Will there be in-betweeners that have lasted for four years, feeding on the abundant wildlife in the forests and fields between here and the base? Will there be encampments of humans or even a human town? Might there be a whole town that’s doing great and following the rules of civilized behavior?
    Maybe not. Probably not. At least on the people front. People are dangerous.
    “First watch?” Charlie asks, falling into the abbreviated, breath-saving speech we always use when we’re on a run.
    I nod and say, “I got it,” over the wind noise.
    True to my word, I keep my eyes on the further distance, looking for smoke or deaders or in-betweeners that might cause a problem. And people. Really, I keep my eyes peeled for anything that might be dangerous or of interest.
    Charlie, on the other hand, takes the lead and watches the road. We can’t afford flat tires and the roads are a hot mess. Between the broken glass, the shards of metal and the buckling of the asphalt, our path needs to be watched carefully. All I have to do is follow him and if he swerves too rapidly or alerts me, then I can pay attention to the road. Otherwise, I only need the barest of glances down to stay behind him and follow his general