Il giorno prima1987

Mr. Peterson:
The manual says we couldn't go outside to bury them, so the corpses would have to be stored here in these bags.

Mike Zella:
How may of these things are there?

Mr. Peterson:
Fifteen.

Mike Zella:
And we're fifteen. But tell me: what's the last corpse supposed to do? Jump into one of these things and zip himself up?