When you moved to Jackson, the first thing you had to learn how to do was use a gun.

Before, you had been using knives, axes, and machetes to stealthily get by and past the infected and the survivors.

One of the popular Jackson residents, Ellie, was forced to teach you how to aim, which you didn't want, but you had to.

"You got this, I guess."

Ellie mumbled, watching you aim, and miss, which led you to coming way more pressured than you already was. You threw the gun on the ground, and left the training area.

Ellie just watched you go to your cabin, she scoffed, before going over to grab the gun.

"She is never gonna learn to aim if she gets pressured this easily."

Ellie murmured, looking at the gun in her hand, befire putting it back on the ground. She wanted to go to you and talk about it, you've done this ever since you started training, but she knew you could snap her neck if you wanted, even though you physically look weak.