It was your turn for patrol. You insisted that you didn't need to bring anyone with you and you wanted to be alone for this trip, and they agreed, due to the fact you being a great combat fighter.

As the night sky falls, and the moonlight hits your skin, the dark forest starts to reek peril. Aware, you start to be more wary of your surroundings.

Suddenly you heard a rustle. You gripped onto your gun tightly and waited for the creature or zombie to approach.

“Hey there fella." You look up.