On the morning of day 205, Alfred left the water station in search of Kazimir. He ran a quick suit check. All functions were operational. He switched to silent mode, which use light blinkers rather than voice responses, loaded the vehicle from the villa with weapons rations enough for both him and Kazimir for a week, and set off.
The drive took two hours until he reached the block where his sister's old house stood. He hid the car between two buildings and continued on foot.
Walls bore Strange marks—large stains of dried, dark-brown, liquid-like substance. Further along, one patch still looked yellowish and fresh. Nearby was a black rock, completely lifeless.
Alfred reached the house. Kazimir's vehicle was parked outside. Inside, dust covered every surface, except a fresh trail of footsteps. He followed them to the bedroom and there it was: Kazimir's dead body lay on the bed, headless but unmistakably his.
He sat beside it, on a dry corner. For a while he didn't move, didn't even blink. He just stared at the body as though waiting for something to change.
After two minutes, Alfred rose, lifted the body over his shoulders and carried it to Kazimir's vehicle outside. He drove for an hour until he reached a spot, outside of the city, where the soil was softer and mixed with sand. There, he dug a shallow grave, lowered Kazimir into it, and covered over with sand and dirt until nothing showed.(never been to a funeral. But i guess that's how it works)
When it was done, alfred brushed the soil of his gloves and head back to the city. From the hidden vehicle, he took out the weapons, ammunition and grenades and loaded them into Kazimir's. He left the food behind drove off to the supply shipment location.]