It was dark and cold. Rain had blanketed the ground, turning dirt into mud. Every step that Aaron took left a print behind him. The only things trying to find him these days were walkers however, so he was not all too worried about being tracked. When the rain began to fall, and night arrived, Aaron put his wool coat on. His hands were kept warm by the gloves as they wrapped around his sidearm. The black ski mask was pulled down and the bottom was tucked into his collar. For the most part, he was warm. While Aaron had been resting in the van, he came to the conclusion that waiting on the highway was a bad idea. Any number of things could ruin his day, two things namely. A group of marauders or a herd. Highways and freeways were the easiest options for travel, so the two would likely be on them. Hanging around on a highway for too long meant that Aaron would eventually run into some trouble, or at least that is how he saw it. For now, the long road ahead was a one surrounded by trees.

After another grueling hour and a half, Aaron came across something new. At some point in his journey, he had stumbled onto something that he had not come across in a very long time. Other people. Though he was a distance away, the rain could not drown out the noise coming from the engines, or the car doors shutting. Hell, he could even make out a faint voice. There were many ways for Aaron to approach the situation, but he figured that not approaching was his best option. With the rain and darkness obstructing his view, Aaron would definitely have trouble determining the approximate number of people in the area. There could have been two or twenty, he just simply did not know. After thinking about it for a few minutes, Aaron came to the conclusion that he would wait until morning had arrived, gather some information on the group, and then go from there. For now, he would rest. Aaron moved from where he was crouched over, to a fallen tree. It was propped up against another fallen tree which was being semi-held by a third tree. The leaves and trunks offered some shelter from the rain, but Aaron moved his backpack to cover his face. Within a few minutes he had fallen asleep.