You sell your soul for just a taste of my life [ENVY]
It was probably a bad idea, but Sam grabbed some more ammo before they left the town, making certain that he was as stocked up as he could be. Who the hell knew what was coming up in the next place, after all?
He and Ash stopped at the decontamination room, poking at the suits a bit. It became pretty clear, though, that they couldn't move on without the suits. Or, at least, that they shouldn't. Or maybe even that they should, but what could it hurt? Not that they were made for holding the things that the two of them were carrying, but Sam, at least, wasn't leaving his guns behind.
Finally, though, they were able to move forward. Once through the doors, Sam paused, looking around. "Okay. This is...at least kind of normal?"
He and Ash stopped at the decontamination room, poking at the suits a bit. It became pretty clear, though, that they couldn't move on without the suits. Or, at least, that they shouldn't. Or maybe even that they should, but what could it hurt? Not that they were made for holding the things that the two of them were carrying, but Sam, at least, wasn't leaving his guns behind.
Finally, though, they were able to move forward. Once through the doors, Sam paused, looking around. "Okay. This is...at least kind of normal?"