“That I am. I was careless for a moment whilst scavenging and they seized the opportunity to rob me.” James slowly lifted his t-shirt revealing the already gruesome looking bruising the baseball bat had given him. “They left me alive, which is something I guess, but by taking everything I had on me they may as well have just killed me anyway... The elder man took the magazine from my rifle but for some reason the dumb bastard didn't have me clear the chamber. I was lucky, and I'm reasonably skilled with my weapons, but I can't take down three armed people with one bullet. I need your help. Please, help me and I'll give you a couple of cans of food and a bottle of water from the supplies they stole from me. All I wish is the remainder of my stuff, whatever else they have is yours. For your trouble I make the fight even, three on three. If we're quiet they shouldn't pose too big a challenge, though the gunshots may bring walkers or more aggressors so we'll have to be quick about it. Are you in, or should I resume my ill fate?”