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Gale-force gusts had foiled my need to push ahead The canvas on the back of the truck caught the winds like a sail; e skidded on a patch of black ice, we’d nearly headed off a cliff Guard-railup ured I couldn’t help Jack if I was in the bottoe inside for the Baggers, keeping thee While I’d used flints to start a fire, e crate for wood The sh some crack or vent overhead The flames were a relanced over at Sol on the other side of the fire He was still sullen because I’d yelled at hih, there’d been a fairly new corpse e’d stopped to refuel I’d ordered Sol to remove the deadI’d rather go without"

I relasses off a body Or to retrieve a precious arrow out of a Bagger How had Jack put up with ? Baggers are corpses"

He’d looked at me like I’d insulted hisinto a diatribe in Spanish, and things had gone downhill froe of freeze-dried soup and a collapsible pot, courtesy of Sol’s "worshippers" I’d always depended on easy-to-carry energy bars, but beggars, choosers, blah blah

When had I eaten last? Couldn’t re in water fro two hands for granted I set the pot over the flames, and stirred with an all-purpose utensil

Sol’s sto to share any with your captive?" He gestured to the soup with his bound hands

"I ht have, if my captive had offered to heat this room--and this meal--with his powers"

His lips thinned "If you’re not nicer to ht, or even this week But someday"

I took the pot off the fire "Try it, Sol See where that lands you I’m sure I’m immune" Well, five percent sure At his frown, I said, "Poison’sto cool en It’s a radiation-basedyou’d find in coenerate I can’t get sick," I lied I had no idea how ht bonebreak fever--but then, I hadn’t had the plague injected into my skin via a zombie’s mouth

"One ofBagmen Besides, I wouldn’t order a bite to turn you--I’d do it just to be a dick"

"Ah So I should watch ed pets Silent and ruesome with their creased skin

"Those particular ones don’t bite anyone"

The pot had cooled, so I drank straight froain, I’ll take your word for it" And your icon, if you don’t shut up

Once I’d finished about half the soup, I gazed at his see to shut Sol up when I could be learning about an enemy "Sodoes itof dinner, then passed the pot to hiht down, then swiped his brawny arm over his mouth "The colder the weather, the harder it beco more efficient with practice, so I use less power Soon I’ll be able to light up the entire world, cooals, Sol I wondered if the Sun Card had possessed this kind of control over Baggers in past games, latent within him, but had never discovered his ability After all, there’d been no zombies to experiure out you could direct them?"