2018-04-13

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Thursday, April 12

ANYA: Yup. Many of these girls will die. Slaughterhouse is what it is.
WOUNDED POTENTIAL: What?
ANYA: Oh...trying to talk will just kill you sooner.
ANDREW: We need supplies, and not just bandages and junk. These—these girls need stitches and painkillers.
ANYA: Yeah, well, I could use a cookie, but I'm not making reckless wishes.
ANDREW: No, no. We can do it. The hospital. It's gotta be all abandoned like the grocery store. Supplies just lying around for the taking. I'm going in.
ANYA: You are?
ANDREW: And you're coming with me.
ANYA: I am?
ANDREW: Well, I think you should drive 'cause that scotch made me a little dizzy.
ANYA: OK. I'll get Kennedy to watch the girls. She's tough. Imminent death won't bother her.


~~End of Days~~



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