[u]Spencer's Mill[/u]
 The wolf paused to glance over and take note of who had decided to take up his offer. A warm smile grew on his face as the results came to be both of them conceding to joining the few at the church. "It's great to hear that.. Really it is." Gerald said, dropping off the edge of the fence onto the other side. There was no sound except for the sound of grass being shifted around and a few seconds later the newly met survivor's face popped up from behind the fence, his ears flicking back and forth. "Area is clear. C'mon before more trouble finds us!"

[u]Church of Ascention[/u]

"A doctor? We used to have a paramedic but..." Alice trailed off, averting her eyes for a moment but then walking towards the church, motioning the doctor to follow. "Lets me show you around Cristoph, point out where the beds and stuff are." She said, walking around to the front of the church. Inside the opened doorway there was a radio nearby, a cord trailed off towards the table but it wasn't in plain sight until the doctor walked in. He could hear the fuzz and occasional beeps and sounds that were coming from the receiver though.

[u]Gas Station[/u]

The first man let out a yelp of pain when the mechanics shot him down, the bullets tearing through him and causing him to fall back from the force of the round. When he met the floor he laid there motionless, the other man who had the intention of killing the officer sprinting across the parking lot towards a nearby truck that had a series of boxes stacked up in the back.

 The looks were deceiving until the gunfire let out as one of the final two thugs reached behind and drew out a handgun from his waistband, standing in the doorway of the store as he unloaded his pistol at the two who had just killed his comrade. "You son of a bitch I'm going to fuck you up!" He shouted as he shot at those nearby the jeep. Eventually the gun ran out of rounds and the loud distinctive click of a bolt catcher sounded from the store. As a response the shooter cursed out loud and stepped out of the doorway, using the wall as cover as he frantically tried to reload his gun. 

[u]Mt Tanner[/u]

The hunter followed Ice during their wander around the forest. Throughout this trip he obviously did seem nervous and it looked like he had a few words to say. Until she stopped him with an almost heart stopping response the hunter flinched but quickly recovered, clearing his throat and speaking out his first idea. "W-well, we're up north. That means if we go southward we have a chance of meeting a river. Obviously we might find the road before we get there, though, since it's soo wrapped around this area." The hunter pointed out, rummaging through his pockets to reveal a compass. It was a relief to have something to occupy himself during this... First encounter with hell on earth.

[u]Fairview Carnival[/u]

"Good. You and Harris's squad will be one of the first of us to go out there. Remember we don't have much information of the region, but one thing's for sure; your job is only to gather information. Understood?" The captain said, pausing for the corporal's response and turning away afterwards, already beginning his walk elsewhere. "Remember, avoid contact with the infected. There isn't a cure made yet."

[u]Unknown Location[/u]

Mac woke up moments later in a very dimmed room, one with the surroundings that could easily be compared to a warehouse. His hands were bound behind his back with zip ties and he had been sat down on the cold cement, the one responsible for punching his face sitting just a few steps away with his arms resting across his lap. The fox who sat before Mac held two things in his hands: in his right was a handgun, the finger resting on the trigger guard instead of the trigger itself and the left hand holding a handful of clean dog tags, evidence stating they weren't being worn during the unfortunate encounter with the zombies not too long ago. 

When the father regained his senses and got a good look at the stranger it was obvious he was the same one at the bridge and the same one who gave him a good whack. With the time to get a better observation his uniform told all that there was needed to be said about this man. He had the sergeant insignia on his sleeves, and a name tag sewn in on his uniform, the tag reading 'Harris Leegot'. He was silent even when Mac looked up at him, his eyes locked on the father which showed a good sense of anger in them...