Arthur had been stationed out in the forest to go and hunt for the gang since they were out of fresh meat, mostly because of Bill eating it all. He sat down in the bushes, having his janky crossbow in hand with a few arrows in his satchel over his shoulder. He hated that he had to use this crossbow, this was the last one they had. He suddenly heard a bug twig snapping, alerting him that something was in the area. He glanced around, raising up a little bit as he drew his crossbow just in case it was a mountain lion and not a deer. What he didn't expect to see though, was a man wandering around...