[The door opens and he's about to say something about it, but then the scent of rotting flesh is very real and he finds himself vomiting a little in his mouth. Okay, no, but there's a harsh gag because god, what the fuck.]
Oh my god, put it away. [He's trying to cover his mouth and nose but...smears zombie goo on his face instead. Great.] I'm grabbing some more of the antidote, too. I've got the documents from the bodies...[Can he take a sheet? He's going to take a sheet if he can and just start loading it up with literally all of the jars and vials. the blue jar is still save in his pocket. His time has come.]
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Oh my god, put it away. [He's trying to cover his mouth and nose but...smears zombie goo on his face instead. Great.] I'm grabbing some more of the antidote, too. I've got the documents from the bodies...[Can he take a sheet? He's going to take a sheet if he can and just start loading it up with literally all of the jars and vials. the blue jar is still save in his pocket. His time has come.]