Dexter sat on the field outside of the mansion as he wondered how lucky he was to get the dimension ring.
This is probably the best thing that happened to him in the apocalypse.
'This place is amazing. My own safe place to rest amidst all the chaos. Since I don't need to be hiding from Brian anymore, the next goal should be to reach the main military camp where they have ships.' Dexter thought as he layed on the smooth grass.
'Now to get some rest.' He thought, closing eyes and enjoying the quietness around him.
"Hey, Dexter." A low voice called him and he opened his eyes sharply to see Hannah above him and he smiled bitterly.
"Hey. How you feeling?" Dexter asked and Hannah looked away, looking sad.
"I need your help." She said and Dexter suddenly slumped on the grass tiredly.
"Oh. You must be tired then." Hannah said with a sad smile.