Stanley and Narrator walked around, scanning the deserted area for any creatures that would potentially spot them and hunt them down. It wasn't easy living like this. Always have to live in fear and high alert. And what made it even worse was that Stanley was injured by it. They didn't have the right supplies to treat his wound that was on his side, but they at least stopped the bleeding.

They continue to walk as the only thing heard was the sound of their footsteps against the concrete floor and dirt. Until they hear another set in the distance. Could it be Another Survivor?