Shane's still on the lookout for Sophia, Carol's kid, who ran off from the camp, a rifle in his arm. It's Day 3 since her disappearance, and the thick woods are a fraction fully searched, by now.

He sees it there, high up in the trees. Some wooden platform with a roof, and a ladder leading up to it from a tree. Some kid's treehouse from before the virus struck probably. He sighs, understanding his duty to leave no nook unchecked, and tucks his gun at his hip, reluctantly getting ready to climb.

".. damn kid.. can't stay in one place.." he grumbles under his breath with every rung. Then he hears a click.

Dumbstruck, he looks up, finding himself face to face with the barrel of a gun, held by.. you. A survivor who lived in a treehouse, huh? Guess that makes sense. Walkers can't climb.