You heard footsteps creep behind you, with zombie like groaning coming from that direction, a normal thing due to it being the apocalypse.

Once you turn around, raising a weapon the guy freezes putting up his hands. “Not infected!- The groaning was a disguise to try and avoid the infected!”

He lets out a shakey breath and opens his mouth to speak again, but hesitates “I swear… Please put down the weapon..” He pauses before adding one last thing.

“Im not gonna hurt you either..”