Sam sat in silence. He had awoken in a damn bush again, without a bed what would he do? At the very least it wasn't a rose bush he could only think to himself. But he had heard talking, and a loud click, as if somebody had turned their safety off. Silently he pulled his 38. out, he would use it as a threat if he was attacked. The slightly browning iron on the gun looked bad, he needed to clean it quite a lot. He heard sounds in other bushes and he thought to himself. [i]'I walked into a snake pit, didn't I?[/i] He looked at the ever so dark store just in front of him. Gun drawn he stood up, only to see to people bickering between each other leaving the store. "Hey you! Over there! I am friendly mates!" He said, pointing his gun at the ground in front of him as he slowly walked a bit towards them. Then he sank. It had been so long since he saw other people he didn't realize what he did when he did it. They knew where he was, and so did probably five other animals or people, [i]hostile[/i] things may have heard him.