(Hello?)

Caroline nodded, though she wasn't sure why. "C'mon, bloody legs needs help. Let's go, Buddy." She felt detached from Buddy. He could summon demonic zombie aliens. Gosh...

((Suffering too much candy... X.X))

Jojo was ringing his hands in a nervous way. "I want to go with you, but not him.." He stammers.

Buddy was wiping his eyes again, the blood flowing as his tears would. "I don't plan to stay long...I just want to get answers."

"Buddy, you can just talk to Leon upstairs back at the house or whatever... And no name guy, just follow me." Caroline told the man. "Say, what's your name? I didn't get it."

Jojo shakes his head. 'Why are my thoughts so scattered? Am I losing it?' He thinks. "I want help yes?" He says thinking. 'What the crap am I talking about?!'

Buddy walks forward. "I want to Doug only, then if she can help I'll stay, if not then I'll leave."

"Doug, yeah, Doug. Sorry, I forgot." Caroline looked back at the befuddled man. "I asked what your name was...lets get going. We gotta treat you." How many times had she said that they should go?

Buddy was already on his way. 'What am I going to tell her? What if she tries to kill me?' That's all he could think about. 'What if the monsters come back?'

Jojo looks up at her. "Hep me walk...I can't walk..."

Doug was again at the window this time with her note book in hand. She wrote carefully not wanting to make a mistake. 'The lickers, a very interesting experiment gone wrong. They have no skin nor eyes. They rely on hearing to hunt, and they kill with their deformed sharp index claw of each hand. The lickers can be controlled only if a single person has been injected with the plaga, or a parisite in other words. I myself can't not control them the plaga would not take, I guess that is just the way the cookie crumbles...'