Nazi zombies II (collector's edition)

Farm

"I grew up on a farm like this," Abigail says, looking out the window. "Did you, Edward?" Abigail asks.

"I'm an orphan," I reply, remembering my parents being murdered right before my eyes. "They were murdered. But I butchered those fucks who did it!" I exclaim, getting a little tense.

"Oh" Abigail says.

"Guys, fucking hell?! How's this bus driver seeing through this fog?! He's like, 50 years old now, what is that? Like, 300 in robot years?" Samuel asks.

"Probably" I say. "Yeah, but what exactly are in those oil cans?" Samuel asks, joking around.