Gunshots. 

Jim has traveled alone for days, with only his supply of food and water. No weapons. He needed a weapon.
[i]They sure have a lot of ammo to be shooting like that. Maybe they have a spare weapon I can borrow. With or without permission. [/i]
With speed and stealth he made way towards the building, with the likeness of a school, all while hugging the shadows. The dead scattered all around, but none stood. There, however, stood a figure in the midst of all the corpses. [i] A woman, it seems. We should group up. [/i]. He left the comfort of the shadow, stepping past the corpses. He noticed the bow with a notched arrow the woman held, and decided that surprising her was a bad idea.

"Hey! Girl!" Jim yelled as he raised his hands to show he was unarmed, and walked on towards her.