Alaska's lips were drawn into a thin straight line across her face, almost a sad smile, but not quite. She just stared down at the zombies corpse

Victoria nodded. "Worth a try."

" Should we bury 'em? " Victor asked in a whisper.

Rose stood strait, and tried to kick the door. She only made a dent in it.

Alaska shook her head. "Nah. Too many people have died, and I don't need anything reminding me that I had to kill him."

"We should try kicking it at the same time," Victoria suggested

" You didn't kill 'em darlin' he was already dead.. You put him at peace. " Victor left his hat by the door and started looking around the area, and got the garage keys, handing them to Alaska.

Rose nodded and waited to kick again, " On your call. "

Alaska offered a small smile, taking the keys.

"Alright. Three...two...one!" Victoria kicked the door

Victor went off to exploring the area, trying to find some useful things.

Rose did at the same time, and the door creeked open.

Alaska went over towards the way oversized toolbox and pried it open, finding wrenches, pliers, screwdrivers, mallets, breaker bars.

Victoria smiled. She might a Tully be able to prove to everyone she could be useful

Victor found very little, spare parts, tires, some other things too.

" Lets look inside. " Rose went in, it was kind of empty but there were things left.

Alaska stuffed the tools in her backpack. They would be useful

Victoria looked around, looking for any useful medications

Victor found a small note to Alaska, he didn't open it but instead went looking for her. He didn't want to know what it said just yet.

" Hey Victoria! Whatever you do- don't come this way! ' Rose was standing in front of a suicide scene.. It was not pretty.

( What if the note also told Alaska that Victor was the real father of Elizabeth? )