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Jaime takes a deep breath and lets it out as he begins to speak. "I've known Dillan for a few months. I've been doing that internship at the mental health facility, Maplethorn. Dillan was a support tech there, an orderly, one of the long-timers who had a run of the place. We were friendly, but there was always something off about him, like he took his position a bit too seriously. He was friendly towards me, so I always gave him the benefit of the doubt. Same with his brother who started there last week, Adrian. Maybe he was even a bit worse—the way he looked at the patients, not with sympathy. Scorn maybe. Dude creeped me out.

"After that first day of the outbreak, everything went to Hell. All the faculty and staff left, and Dillan and Adrian rounded up some of the patients and took off. I didn't agree with them doing that but in the face of the apocalypse, I had no better answer than finding a safe location to hole up and wait out the chaos. Rosie and Edgar, who you may have heard called Driver, were my patients. There's a lot more I can tell you when we're back at your place."