[@Kurai Assassin]
Hank was sitting in the shade, he had nothing left other then some scraps from the RV and what he was able to drag out. In one hand he held a photo of his family before he became a hunter, in his other hand he had the revolver with the three silver bullets in it. He put the revolver back into the bag and tried to focus, it was hard though, all his senses were different now. He had no contact with the outside world an ind;t know where to go. If he went to the humans they may kill him because he was a blood thirsty vampire, if he went to the vampires he may be killed because he's a hunter.

Hank was scared, really scared. He hadn't been this scared since the first time he encountered a vampire back in his time in the Marine corpse. Though this time, he had no where to run too, no one to call for help, nothing to go back too, He was lost, and now broken. He may be able to hide with the humans for a while, though with vampires that may be hard.

Hank gathered his gear and started walking to the nearest town. He ha to take apart the shotgun to avoid suspicion but he figured he wouldn't be able to sue it that much if it came to it. He walked for miles before getting to thee town, he wasn't tired at all though, not even winded, he felt like he hadn't moved at all. He had a lot of things to get use too.