Carl narrowed his eyes, and crossed his arms. He sighed softly, as he had been trying to find some supplies for him and his group. CRACK. Carl turned his head now on alert mode. He grabbed his gun, and raised it up. He narrowed his eyes, and looked around.

“Damn Walkers.” He saw something running the opposite direction of him, which caused him to shoot his gun. He missed, which caused whatever what running to turn back.