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“Wonderful… that is to ask why people die and others lived before this… fate… chance… luck… the masses blind stupidity… once I was once a superhuman… and now I am but flesh and bones… human by mind for what is power if there is no one beneath you… nothing…” He said leading the way. “By the way you can call my Chris…” He said he lead her to a motel in which the windows and most of the doors had been bored up with makeshift bars wielded over. He lead her to a single door that wasn’t barred and the horrid scent that surrounded the hotel would cause most eyes to at the least tear. He had done some demolition so the rooms were connected. Small stores of supplies lined the walls and a few beds were set near the back, the walls were covered in scraped sheets of metal for added protection. The lights occasionally flickered but held. “Here we only have to worry about one thing… Ion… but besides that I have this place covered in repellant… no monster will bother us here.”