Rachel keeps silent. But, perhaps there will be something left there. Certainly it wasn't Rachel's first destination- perhaps her new companion was on to something when she suggested it.
The pair walk, the morning bringing nothing more than early light, singing birds, and a little haze. There don't seem to be any infected wandering about. Not very surprising, since the area out here is mostly devoid of homes and thus life.
They reach the castle that is Medieval Times, the sun still low in the morning sky. A few infected meander around the perimeter of building, so the two stop and consider their actions. "If there are some outside, there are surly more inside. Do we use stealth, or should we just take them all out?"