Wait. That's illegal.

My group did another checkup on our equipment before we drove away from the pile of bodies that turned to carbon. We'd stop for a few promising shops then we could continue driving. We were driving for a while then Jared tapped me.

"Bro, didn't you say before that there was a crematorium in Obando?" Jared said.

"Yeah, why?" I replied.

"Aren't we supposed to make it available to us? Is it clear?" Jared asked.

"Where's that?" Lawrence interjected.

"It's in the barangay right next to Pulo where we broke off with Matthew and Unc Zardon. The route on the other side is Pulo, Obando, a few more barangays because we zigzagged, and then Tawiran. We drove right past the crematorium and it wasn't touched. We'll get to that if we lost one of our own but I hope we don't get to that." I answered then they gave solemn expressions.

"Bro, we're close to another DDR Camp, right? Another hospital after that corner? Should we check it out?" Lois asked.