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[Kurt and Brian are now both supporting Angela as she hobbles along. Aaron walks along next to them, the two backpacks and Kurt's shoulder bag slung upon him.]
Angela: Boys... I need to stop... I can't...
Kurt: No, no! It's all good.
Brian: DAMMIT. I'm so sorry, Angela. I didn't realize it'd be so far up... This IS Northwest boulevard...
[Angela wears a tired and pained expression.]
Brian: (off-panel) I think... it's kind of hard to tell...
[They survey the bleak landscape ahead of them, bathed in murky orange light from the setting sun. Brian sheilds his brow from the bright light. Kurt bows his head, resting his free hand on his hip.]
Kurt: Yeah... this place got totally PULVERIZED. I don't think there's anyone left, babe.
Angela: Boys... I need to stop... I can't...
Kurt: No, no! It's all good.
Brian: DAMMIT. I'm so sorry, Angela. I didn't realize it'd be so far up... This IS Northwest boulevard...
[Angela wears a tired and pained expression.]
Brian: (off-panel) I think... it's kind of hard to tell...
[They survey the bleak landscape ahead of them, bathed in murky orange light from the setting sun. Brian sheilds his brow from the bright light. Kurt bows his head, resting his free hand on his hip.]
Kurt: Yeah... this place got totally PULVERIZED. I don't think there's anyone left, babe.
