"Good to meet you also Conell. My friend there is Luke. The rest of our group isn't that far away - we're just here siphoning gas and getting whatever was left in the station store just there." Marshall stated, informing him of recent events. "These... Walkers. They're everywhere - as far as we've seen most of the population has been wiped out. Killed many of them?" Marshall asks, enquiring about Conell's events of the apocalypse so far. Shortly after conversation, Marshall went back up to the pick up, introducing Conell to Luke. He begun to start siphoning gas again, whilst they conversed.

A car pulled up close. "Shit, another one? Get behind the vehicle!" Marshall said as the car stopped. A cop car by the looks of it. A man stepped out. [i]"Are you guys bitten in any form or shape?"[/i] The guy asked. "No... None of us are bitten. Not scratched or anything. Could ask you the same question." Marshall said, as he kept his gun firmly in his hands, out of the holster. Marshall wasn't about to aim at what could be a police officer - not because the guy was police officer, but because he didn't seem dangerous or anything. "You lookin' for gas? If so we just siphoned the rest of it. No gas here, supplies neither." Marshall stated, informing the cop of the gas situation.