Post by Billy "Kid" Buchanan on Apr 7, 2018 8:47:16 GMT -5
Kid pulled up off his bike and Limp over dump his bag on the ground. He had rolled his ankle running from walkers. He knew had to make camp for night and rest his foot. Kid started gathering stuff to make a fire his stomach growl he hadn't eaten for days now he knew when he got to this leval of hunger food would make him feel sick. His eye stung he been lacking sleep he been drinking a lot of water before he went to bed as not to sleep too long he was alone and couldn't afford luxury of good nights sleep might cost his live.
As he sat front of his fire look around his surrounding and thought cross his mind it must be around his birthday. Kid had long lost track of time the weather change was only thing really gave him an idea of what time year was. The fact it was around his birthday didn't mean thing to him he was never a big birthday person and all his friends and family back home in Australia he hadn't seen them in years and doubted they alive he had no idea how the outbreak effected back home. "What a holiday" he thought to himself he had work and saved for over a year so he could come to America. He had long left his tour group that he was with when the outbreak happen. Was the pure human instinct to stay alive inside of him that kept him going he been alone for years now he learnt other humans can be just as dangerous as walkers he was on other side of wolrd he knew he would never get back to Australia and if he did would be nothing go back to yet he was still fighting to live he just couldn't give up the will to live was too storng
He took out his gun started to clean it was more something to do and keep his mind off his hunger then it was necessary.
As he sat front of his fire look around his surrounding and thought cross his mind it must be around his birthday. Kid had long lost track of time the weather change was only thing really gave him an idea of what time year was. The fact it was around his birthday didn't mean thing to him he was never a big birthday person and all his friends and family back home in Australia he hadn't seen them in years and doubted they alive he had no idea how the outbreak effected back home. "What a holiday" he thought to himself he had work and saved for over a year so he could come to America. He had long left his tour group that he was with when the outbreak happen. Was the pure human instinct to stay alive inside of him that kept him going he been alone for years now he learnt other humans can be just as dangerous as walkers he was on other side of wolrd he knew he would never get back to Australia and if he did would be nothing go back to yet he was still fighting to live he just couldn't give up the will to live was too storng
He took out his gun started to clean it was more something to do and keep his mind off his hunger then it was necessary.