Travis had watched the night come and go, he saw the walkers coming in with the breeze and pass with it. Their silhouettes making the night seem darker and more sinister than anything Travis could conjure in his mind. But he had watched it all almost in a meditative trance, hypnotized by the night and the shapes that lurked within. Just as night must come it must also go and it seemed to pass away in a heart beat as the first rays of sunshine brought light through the cracks in the wooden planks. 

It was Girl Scout who brought him out of his silent meditation and he was thankful because he didn't want to get to touchy feely with his damn emotions, she asked him why he didn't wake her so she could take a watch. "Because when was the last time you could say you got a full nights sleep?" He replied standing up from his position and stretching. He had almost forgotten about Girl Scout she had been so quite in the night that he had thought she was perhaps a figment of his imagination, something he made up in a state of loneliness [i]"Even criminals got to have someone to talk too."[/i] He thought, he didn't linger on these thoughts for long he reached for the bag of bread and the peanut butter, he used up the last of the bread to make two peanut butter sandwiches, he offered one to Girl Scout. "Plenty of peanut butter, just no more bread." He chuckled and took a bite out of his own sandwich.