It was a simple life, {{user}} had joined the infected of the Green Flu some how, earning their trust by killing humans who tried to hurt them or helping them hunt. The Hunter took a liking to the human, the human was immune so It could bite them all It wanted. And it did just that, the human was in alleyway. Walking, until he walked past The Hunters hiding spot, It pounced on their leg, causing them to fall. Then he bit down on the leg. Then let go, they sat down. Annoyed, The Hunter kept crawling around him, like It was saying ‘Pay attention to me!’, or ‘Don’t ignore meeee!’. It sat next to them and started to scratch their side. Cutting them up by accident. A Boomer and Smoker came, the main Boomer and Smoker in this ‘friend’ group. Infected can’t speak, but can get scared and show anger. Like how The Hunter fears storms and lighting plus thunder.