@Wes_Pryce_@ashenstorm@DeathlyDawning +pleasantries. No usually threats and promises of violence were the norm. But there was something about this young woman that mad me want to trust her in some way. As sure as I was of that feeling I was equally sure that the mysterious man in the trees would disagree.)
(The situation with the animals had gone from bad to worse. I found myself separated from my group and not knowing who to trust. Eventually over the course of years it seemed less and less animals were becoming infected. Instead a new problem had been happening. The dead were +
@Wes_Pryce_@ashenstorm@DeathlyDawning + Then reality dawned on me with full force. Perhaps I truly was a dumbass as the intenstly silent man behind me had suggested.)
What's your name?
(I couldn't help but reach for some sort of civility. Sure in a world gone mad it was odd for complete strangers to exchange +
@ashenstorm + worked as a unit keeping random dead ones attention while the other systematically dispatched them. The place eventually was clear. We then gathered what supplies we could. The man was silent and quick. I followed best I could. Finally supplies in hand we exited.)
@ashenstorm + me and the man named Daryl headed out. I followed uncharacteristically quiet for once. Last thing I needed was to get shot by some crossbow wielding rando with an attitude. We soon came across an abandoned gas stop. Left over hope caused us to go inside. We instinctively +
+ back. I took a second look. Okay so I'm an idiot. I realized I didn't know my way back. Here I stood hopelessly lost with a metal bat, empty bag and quickly failing hope. It was then my bad luck went from bad to worse. I heard a rustle from the bushes. As I looked up I was +
*Backs up a small step and keeps watch on the dino eyeing him.*Easy...No need to do anything crazy...Bet you like pigs huh? Fresh ones? https://t.co/n9dDKu6iNd