Memo 004: Thank Yous and Loose Ends (Backtrack to day after zombie outbreak ends)

[prpl_assistant]

A. Phone (Filtered away from The Doctor, The Major and Schrodinger)

Thank you to everyone who came by the hospital and defended it. It wasn't easy, but we did it, and I'm really grateful for everyone's cooperation.

B. Phone (filtered to both the RED Spy and the BLU Spy)Would it be possible for me to see the two of you today? Sometime before lunch

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[strike_you_out]

[As Susan's visitor is leaving toward the front door, she may hear a faint "psst" from the nearby staircase. There's a boy sitting on the steps, different from the one who had greeted her at the door, though similar in age. This one appears shadowy in comparison as he watches her between the posts of the banister.]

[prpl_assistant]

(She stops and turns back to see the boy on the steps. Was he there before...?)

Oh, hi there. Is there something I can do for you?

[strike_you_out]

What happened the other day?

[Someone's been eavesdropping...]

[prpl_assistant]

(There was something about this boy that made her uneasy. She just couldn't place it though...)

Are you Miss Susan's other son in Mayfield?

(She's not going to simply give him information unless she knows it's a safe thing to do.)

[strike_you_out]

Yes.

[A pair of yellow-green eyes peer out at her from a heavy shadow beneath the visor of his ballcap, expectantly awaiting an answer. Considering the nature of the visit, the gift, and Susan's inclination for self-sacrifice, he'll venture a guess...]

Did Susan rescue you?

[prpl_assistant]

Yes, she did. And I'm really thankful for it.

(She didn't know the boy. But she'd be willing to guess that he's another of one of those children with special abilities, from the way he carried himself.)

[strike_you_out]

[Curious now, Slugger rises to his feet and rests his hands on the banister, a bent baseball bat tucked under one arm.]

Was it a zombie?

[prpl_assistant]

A few zombies, actually.

(The bent baseball bat catches her eye, but she makes no further comment about it.)

[strike_you_out]

Drones?

[prpl_assistant]

I don't know. I wasn't really looking.

[strike_you_out]

So what happened?

[Leaning forward on the banister. Story time, please?]

[prpl_assistant]

(She looks at him carefully. She still doesn't really trust him, and he might just go around telling others what happened. Still, maybe she could give him a condense version.)

I was hiding out at the hospital when a giant zombie decided to attack the place. He had an army of zombies with him as well. I panicked and called for help, and Miss Susan happened to answer. She came, and then she took care of him.

[strike_you_out]

[His brow furrows beneath his cap. He may not look the part of a typical innocent youngster, but he seems genuinely interested.]

Giant zombie?

[prpl_assistant]

Yes. He was...well, he is a man known as The Doctor. I'd advise you to stay away from him. He tried to infect the hospital with some sort of zombie disease of his own.

[strike_you_out]

[This sounded strangely like another "doctor" Slugger knows, though since she doesn't mention anything about lightning, he concludes that it isn't the Mage. He will commit this info to memory.]

Susan stopped him?

[prpl_assistant]

Yes, she did. But I think he'll probably be back in Mayfield by now, seeing as nobody ever truly dies here.