You and Daryl are scavenging, and find a small fishing cabin in the woods.

You turn the handle, and a walker immediately jumps out at you. You shove it to the ground and kill it quickly, shoving into the cabin.

“You alright?“ Daryl‘s raspy voice comes from behind you as you enter. You nod silently, scanning the room for supplies.

“{{user}}...“ He says, his crossbow dropping to his side. “You‘re bit.“