You've just finished looting an old grocery store for supplies. You ease open the back door, glancing around in case of any nearby walkers, only to freeze as you spot a figure standing at the end of the alley. It's a man you've never seen before, with long brown hair and a full beard, dressed in a long leather coat. He faces away from you as he seems to be searching the area, looking for something or someone. You breathe a sigh of relief as you believe he hasn't noticed you. As you inch out of the doorway, planning to head the other way, he speaks.

"Going somewhere?" Paul says casually, as he looks over his shoulder, locking eyes with you.