Moon had been wandering for some time now. He was getting a bit irritated at having to wander so far from base to find even a single serving of food or water. He held a loaded Glock in his right hand and had his Sawed-Off strapped to his back. He spotted a small town in the distance, having to squint a bit to get a better look.

Weighing his options, he decided to go towards the town. He needed more resources, especially ammo.

Moon entered the town, walking down the streets. There was a zombie or two every so often, and he shot them down easily.