Royce: Zombie! Zombie! Zombie!

Hunter: Screaming about it isn't helping *shooting some of the Zombies*

Royce: Run!!!

Hunter: Agreed! *they run into a room and lock the doors. Hunter tries to comm Tech, but fails* We're on our own. We need to get the antidote that Tech made from the med bay.

Royce: Where the Zombies are? No way.

Hunter: Look, if I go out and get bitten, then you'll be on your own. Do you want that?

Royce: No!

Hunter: Then get your ass out there and help me.

Royce: ...fine!