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His question stumped Storm. What do we do? Find a hideout? Sticking together would be best, obviously, but what then? Go about our normal business? She sighed, rocking back and forth on her heels. "Maybe get to know each other a bit better. You could be a criminal or a rapist, or worse, a politician." She sighed again, rubbing the back of her neck gently. She bit her lip carefully as if trying to think up a plan, but resorted to petting the dog. Her eyes inspected the area they were in. Full to the brim with all sorts of produce, unlike the stores she'd seen. Probably ravaged on the days leading up, people stocking up to feel safer inside fragile walls. Storm rubbed her head, shaking it gently as if to snap out of a trance. "Do you live around here, Jude? Maybe we could go there."