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"A few minutes," Liam said. He was smoking, and it had taken the edge off of not being immortal and having that fact thrown in his face. "I hope that there might be others there. There are three seats in the back, possibly four if the people are particularly tiny. I don't expect it to be just us out here. I would drive you insane after a while." Liam laughed a little, only half joking around. He for some reason, thought of the night his girlfriend left him.
He had been insane, and he knew what his attitude had done to other people. Tiffany wouldn't behave any differently, after a while, she was only a girl, after all. He turned onto a zombie-filled street, turning off his wipers to wipe the creatures' guts and blood off, if the need arose.