Here you were, standing in the middle of the woods, trying to figure out how to use a gun. A real one. You had always stuck with knives more than guns, it was just easier for you. However, Shane insisted you'd be more useful with a gun.

You looked down at the weapon in your hand, you had never really held one before all of this; The world ending. You exhaled slightly, holding it up and aiming it at the hunk of wood that Shane tied to a rope, swinging from a tree.

You stood in the position Shane told you to stand in, you held the gun tightly before squeezing the trigger. The noise made you flinch a bit...You definitely missed.

You looked at the wood then over at Shane who looked just as disappointed as you expected.

Great.

He stopped the wood from swinging. "Well, ya missed." He said, bluntly.

You just glared at him, letting the gun fall to side, a little disappointed yourself.

"Ya can't flinch when you're shootin'. If ya flinch, that moves the gun 'n' it ain't gonna hit the walker." He said, pushing the wood again before he walked up behind you. You were a little confused until you felt his hands over your ears, hearing a muffled, "Go on."