Buck rode up the path to Thieve's Landing. He had lost sight of one of the men, but was sure one of them came this way. As he entered the small town he pulled his horse to a stop. "Whoa there boy." He spoke softly. "Damn there's a lot of these things." He observed, looking over the completely undead town. The creatures had not noticed him yet, so he took that advantage to observe the town. Buck noticed that there was a man (czechmate46) standing on top of the roof. Buck could tell that he needed help and would surely perish without aid. Buck had lasted this long on his whits and survival skill. Not by playing hero.

Buck turned his horse around and went to leave. His horse bucked up as it turned into a small group of the creatures. He had not noticed them coming up behind him. Buck quickly spurred his horse into the town. He knocked a few of the creatures that surrounded the man on the roof back with the butt of his rifle. He called up to the man: "Jump the fuck down!" The man looked over the roof and seemed to study Buck and his horse. Buck knocked another creature back with his rifle. "Do you want to damn die up there? Jump!"