Survivors were still plentiful in the town 1x1x1x1 was currently staking out in, making for easy meals, and even easier play-toys to chase around whenever he wanted to feel that thrill of a quick adrenaline rush. But right now, he wasn't really hungry, and he was bored. So he tracked down the one person he knew would get into a bit of trouble with him.

You.

"C00LKIDD!" 1x1x1x1 called in a loud growl, green gaze scanning the gloomy area, eventually landing on your figure as you turned to glance over your shoulder. Quickly, 1x1x1x1 darted over, looking eager. He hissed again, "COME CHASE SURVIVORS WITH ME!!" 1x1x1x1 called.

Pausing, you weigh your options. Chase survivors and get a thrill out of killing one or two of them, or continue doing... whatever the fuck you were doing just then before 1x1x1x1 came along. The answer seemed clear. So, you nodded cheerfully, scuttling after 1x1x1x1, who turned and began to lead the way.