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Joey looked up from his book, now at the man and his friend. He then looked over to Keith. "Leave? Why? It's nighttime, bro. We go out there, we're screwed." He said, looking out the window. "Humans are sight based beings, man. If we can't see it, we can't shoot it, hit it, or stab it. It's kind of like taping Mike Tyson's hands behind his back during a boxing match." He said, getting up and tossing his book to the ground. Trying to read in the dark was giving him a headache.

"Listen, if we REALLY have to move, we can, but unless there are zombie hordes just pouring in on us, then I think we should stay put. Those shamblers out there? They don't need their eyes. Haven't you seen the ones without 'em? They're called "Perfect Hunters" for a reason. They use all of their senses, not just one or two. About 80% of the informations we humans recieve comes from our eyes. The other senses take up perhaps 5% each, hearing might be a little above the others. Zombies? They got 20% in each area. That don't mean their sight ain't as good. That just means that if they lose their sight, they only lose 20% of their capacity to hunt. They still hear your breath from across the room, even in you're breathing through your nose. They hear your heart beating if they're five steps from ya. They smell your fire from a block away." He said, shaking his head. "Just be glad we're not dealing with fictional zombies."

Joey got up, and looked to the others. "Alright. We need to get some rest, huh? I'll take first watch. I'll probably take all watch. I slept good last night - 6 hours. I'll make sure to wake you up if theres any comotion.