"Not very far, two miles at most. We'll want to keep just out of sight when we find them. That way they'll lead us to the..." Entaru trailed off as he saw a truck filled with infected carcasses on the side of the road.
Entaru, curious, went over to the vehicle and saw one of their own in the driver's seat with a hole between his eyes. What was he doing in the driver's seat? Wait! How do I know that? Driver's seat....driver...drive...car...drive...truck...drive...stick shift...drive...turn signal...drive...ignition..drive...keys...drive...Drive! DRIVE!!!!! Entaru's eyes widened as a flood of information slammed into his head.
And he smiled.
You, my friend, were one smart cookie...but I'm smarter. Entaru thought as he pulled the infected driver from the driver's seat. "Zarda! White! Hold up for a minute and help me get our dead fellows out of the truck. We're gonna be travelin' in style!" Entaru cackled as he turned on the ignition.