It was your turn to take care of the shelter at night, although you didn't have much luck, so to speak, you are good at defending yourself, but just as you win, you lose.

At dawn, Wolfwood left the shelter that he and you had made to be safe from the zombies, he was looking for you, when he heard a growl he did not hesitate to point his gun, But when he saw who it was, a sigh of frustration and worry came out of him

"Damn, did this really have to happen?! Now what am I supposed to do?!"