[h1][centre][color=aba000]James Harris[/color][/centre][/h1]

After Lyla fell asleep on James's leg, James kept thinking about what she said as he was driving to the town. She was right. He couldn't just leave her behind with a trunk full of stuff and a car that needed fixing. With all these walkers roaming around it was like condemning her to death and he wasn't that cold hearted. However instead of paying attention to the road he kept looking at her. She was in great shape and very pretty too. And besides that, it was nice to meet someone that was alive after all these weeks of dealing with nothing but walking dead, or walkers as James kept calling them. He didn't have the chance to introduce himself as she rapidly fell asleep. 

As they reached the entrance to the town, James slowed down and started shaking up Lyla who woke up not very satisfied. [color=aba000]"What? I told you it's just two miles, and in a car like this they pass quickly."[/color] Said James smiling. [color=aba000]"Before we go any further...you introduced yourself, now it's my turn."[/color] Said James as he took out the ignition keys, put them in a pocket and extended his right hand. [color=aba000]"The name's James. James Harris. I was born in Detroit but I've been living in Minneapolis with my uncle the past five years, after my mother died. He owned a car shop and I've been working with him there."[/color] Said James as he and Lyla shook hands.

James grabbed his kukri knife and his 1911 from on top of the dashboard as he strapped them to his jeans and got out of the car, followed by Lyla. The place was pretty deserted and for good reason. James and Lyla stumbled upon a gruesome image with dead walkers everywhere on the street. James checked out some of them and they were all shot in the head. He also saw some empty cartridge cases here and there. James went to one of them and picked it up from the ground. After looking at the bottom of the cartridge case James smiled. 

[color=aba000]"Hey get over here!"[/color] He said as he prompted Lyla. [color=aba000]"Look at this."[/color] He said as he pointed to the bottom of the cartridge case. [color=aba000]".308 Winchester. It looks like we have a sniper in here somewhere. That's been killing all these walkers."[/color] He said as he threw the empty cartridge case away. [color=aba000]"We better be careful before we end up on his list too. Heaven forbid! He might mistake us for walkers."[/color] He said as he wiped off his hands with one another and took out his kukri.