[b]Chapter: Street Strolling Scare

James Feryana & Shannon Greene - Walking the Streets[/b]

James watched Shannon pull her gun out and talk to him about when she had used it. She then told him what to do if they saw some walkers. "I'll remember, don't worry. I don't plan on getting..." He struggled to find a decent word. "Punished for my rhyming." James blushed a little. [i]Why do I have to say things that aren't just simple words, such as 'eaten'? Why do I come up with stupid, but sometimes funny jokes?[/i] He wonders to himself.

When they arrive at the crossroad, James agrees with Shannon. "Yeah. Hopefully we'll find some shelter soon." He takes a few steps down the selected street, but stops. He sees a single walker, strolling around at the end of the street. It turns slightly, and walks in the direction of James and Shannon. It hasn't seen them yet, but shuffles their way slowly. "There's a walker. It's alone, poor thing." James walks behind Shannon, since that is what she told him to do if there were any 'monsters'. "I'm scared. No, really, I am actually scared." James wasn't being sarcastic. He was actually scared of that single walker, and you could tell that by looking at his face.