#8

Trevor nearly had a heart attack when he knocked over the tin trash can lid that was sitting on the steps. The loud clanging noise was a sonic boom compared to the silence that Trevor had been used to for so long. He ran, knowing that there had to be walkers in the area that had heard the noise from before he went in the house. The only sound that was heard was the sound of his Adidas sneakers as they hit the pavement. 

After clearing about a block, he decided it was time to check on the cut on his left palm. There was blood soaking through the cloth he had wrapped it in. Trevor just sighed, knowing he might have to stitch it up later. He removed his backpack and placed it on the ground. After digging around for a good five minutes, he finally found the goldfish crackers that he had taken from the townhouse back there. There was a small crumbling as the bag was opened, and Trevor got two crackers and placed them into his mouth. After resting for about a half hour, Trevor figured it was time that he hit the road. He put everything back in the bag, and started walking North.