"I'm never going to complain about being bored again."

"Boredom is underrated. Excitement is overrated. Running for your life: not as interesting as movies make it out to be."

"Movies never seem to consider that humans have knees."

"Or feet, or lungs. It's incredible what false advertising Hollywood provides."

"We should start a protest."

"I know a great place to get two-by-four to put placards on."

"Heh. For now let's deal with the monster in our backyard..."

"Damn. We definitely need to do that."

"We probably shouldn't hang around for too much longer. I'm worried that she seems to be able to track us."

"Pretty sure it's the unlight in me, but, yeah, it's - really unclear if she can track people in general. But - where to?"

"There's an unused ward at one of the hospitals? Needs refurbishing, and with the brownouts I can guarantee it'll be empty?"

"That's probably good for now... Though we'll wanna check, I don't know, that Naughts will have trouble sneaking up on us..."

Jenn nods. "Alright then. If nothing else it gets us moving for now."

"Yeah, I think that's the important part."

"Alright then. This way." Lainey gestures in the direction of the hospital in question.

She follows.

...A bit slowly. Her knees: still really pissed at her.

Their guide: aware of that, and adjusts her pace without anyone needing to mention it.

And fairly soon: Lainey is showing them a back way into the deserted ward.

"Thanks," Bina says, a bit groggy. She slept fairly recently, but the throbbing in her knees is catching up to her...

"You're welcome. C'mon, there's a couple of rooms that still have beds." She steers Bina towards one.

"I shouldn't sleep yet - Ira's still looking for us - " she protests.

"You woke me up, I'm taking a nap anyway."

"I'll wake you up if anything happens."

"...Fine."

"You can keep watch next time I need a nap, alright?"

"Alright. So, beds I guess?"