Usually, foraging and/or hunting in a wasteland is fruitless, except for cuts and bruises. But, today was different for James, who had found a deer, a 10 point buck actually, that had somehow wandered this deep into the drawers. James didn't think much about it, being too hungry to really care about trivial matters, so he killed it, and dragged it back to Regal, Beauregard, and the body of Minnow. "Here we go. Think you can start a fire, guys?" James threw the buck down, and stared at Minnow's body. "I don't know why we are dragging that thing around. We should bury or brun it, like what it deserves. There's no chance for a reincarnation here, you couldn't get his soul back, guys. So, bury or burn?"