Frank slowly walked down the highway without making the sounds of footsteps or the rattle of supplies with his pistol drawn. He was extremely careful about being heard, and made sure to wrap up his supplies in a thick blanket to muffle the sound of items shuffling around in your pack. Walking along the road made him nervous, but going through the bayou would be much worse. Although he would appreciate the shade of the trees, there are other dangers in the bayou. There wasn't much trouble here except a few walkers that remained trapped inside broken down cars. As he approached a sign for Exit 19: Slidell, Frank began his way off the highway to the suburb. He needed supplies and shelter and hopefully this is a place where you can find both.

If one was watching the road into Slidell, one could see a 32 year old man walking towards Main street from the highway with a meticulously cleaned clothes and a silenced pistol drawn.