[hr][hr][h1][center][b][i][color=003471]Samuel Lee[/color][/i][/b][/center][/h1][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/wxb7SRl.jpg[/img][/center]
[hr][center][b][color=003471]Location:[/color][/b] Newnan Hospital[/center][hr][hr]
A 'heavy sleeper' would be the last thing someone would use to describe Samuel, even more so as he settled into life after the outbreak. The slightest noise would often wake him up, something which had proven to be an invaluable trait over the years, avoiding falling prey to looters and walkers alike in his sleep. For today the trickling water from up above pitter-pattering on the ER's floor would serve to wake the young Korean-American man up, he grips the sheathed gladius laid in his arms as he comes to. Glancing around the room he notes damp patches on the ceiling of where droplets of water drips down to the first floor, collecting as small puddles not five feet from him. 

He pushes himself off the hospital bed and hastily grabs his gear set up against the wall, the ex-pro boxer would take a minute to check the condition of his Remington before slinging it over his shoulder, his checkup leaving him satisfied. With morning come the sunlight shining through the windows had lit up the room and the hallway outside and after clearing the hospital bed or two and furniture blocking the door Samuel would sneak out to the hallway, closing the door behind him. Still somewhat drowsy from the lack of sleep collected over the past few weeks he has yet to fully come to his senses and was wandering the hospital without much thought at all.

All this would be instantly remedied as a gunshot faintly echoed throughout the halls of Newnan Hospital and at the drop of a hat Samuel was wide awake and alert, drawing Split from its sheathe at the ready to cut into any attacker. After a tense moment, eyes darting across the enclosed space of the hospital hall, he lets up slightly relaxing after he realises the gunshot just wasn't for him. Nevertheless he was still on guard, someone was here and had fired off a shot it had been a whole month since his last encounter with someone alive. He won't waste this opportunity and regardless if the person or persons was friendly or not he will get a conversation out of this and if it comes down to it, even a fight. But first he would need a better vantage point, the windows on the first floor would be ill-suited for such a thing so with due haste Samuel makes his way up to the second floor.