Hunter's truck ran out of gas a about a mile or so back, not too far but he was having trouble finding fuel at all. He found himself in a grocery store with his bag on his back, hatchet at the ready, his pistols in there respected holsters, and his compact shotgun strapped to his side. The store seemed to have been raided over a few times, but there was easily enough food for a single person here. He started loading up a grocery cart with what ever he could fit into it, this was not fuel but a decent meal is always nice.

Hunter had the cart about half full when he heard foot steps. They were steady and decently paced, Human. He raised the shotgun from and took cover behind one of the shelves. he made him self open enough to be seen but in cover enough so that he could be protected from gun fire. He aimed his shotgun at the person walking in, she was armed, he could see that, didn't seem to hostile though. "Who are you?" He said it as comply as he could, keeping his eyes out for other people. "You alone?" He kept the gun trained on her.