You are inside Pullinger Auto Repair. The building has been completely ransacked, and has fallen into ruin. Fresh splashes and prints of dried blood are smeared across the wall. The doors to the street have been left wide open.

A portable generator has been set up here. It is running low on fuel.

Somebody has spraypainted %*r*i* 20** onto a wall. The graffiti has been obscured by smears of gore.

There are two other zombies here, one of them from your horde. You recognise LardBargle.

There is a dead body here.