Gunner was searching for supplies, since his thirst for survival was slowly running out. He has spent at least 3 hours searching, but luck hasn't arrived just yet.
"I'll spend another hour searching," Gunner thought.
Gunner is known to be a patient man, so he wasn't going to let hunger get the best of his mighty spirit. While an hour had went by rapidly, Gunner found food he is really fond of, So in a flash, he decided to take it.
"Wow," said Gunner in delighted. How many years has it been since I've consumed this?
This type of nosh still had the better of him. But, unfortunate, a walker streaked from behind a near wall and bit Gunner on the arm.
"Jesus!,"Shouted Gunner in agony, watching his flesh being ripped off his arm.
The situation looked really bad, so he grabbed his machete and shoved it right through the walker's head. The walker fell onto the floor leaving Gunner in pure relief... and pain. Gunner looked down at his arm and saw a huge rift in his arm! He couldn't believe what he has ended up in. Shortly after the bite, His arm started suddenly squirting blood. This is now a huge worry.
2 hours later...
Gunner managed to make it back to his hideout, even with his wound. Once he saw the entrance to his safe house, he kicked the door open, forgetting that sound attracts walkers. Gunner wanted to take a moment to lie down, so he did just that.
"Damn it," Gunner said to himself in incredulity. How could I let my guard down like that? I'm better than this!
Fortunately, no, Gunner was not going to keep moaning about it because he knew that moaning about himself dying wont stop him from dying. Everyone knows that once bit by a walker, you die in a short amount of time and become one yourself! 'A deadman walking'. Still, he was starting to feel frustrated with himself because back at the market, he let his guard down like an idiot.
Instantly, Gunner began thinking about a childhood friend while staring at his overflowing, bloody arm. This was a very familiar moment. This brought Gunner back 28 years ago. For some reason he was standing in a playground with a girl he used to know. Her name was 'Flora'. She was a beautiful looking girl who seemed to really care about her friends. Especially Gunner. During school, Gunner was a very horrendous student. At one time he stabbed a boy named Matthew in the leg with a pocket knife. For some reason, Gunner always thought he was better off on his own. this is what he repeatedly told himself day to day. Thankfully, Flora changed that forever. Gunner cut deep into his arm from anger because his farther had just past away. Gunner couldn't accept his farther's fate. Although, in great confidence, Flora hurried over to help Gunner in a lucky time of need. She bandaged him.
"How are you feeling Gunner?" Asked Flora. I hope your arm is a little better now.
She smiled at Gunner cutely.
"Flora," said Gunner to himself faintly.
To be honest, Flora was the only one always keeping Gunner moving.
Like a bullet, Gunner got up and stormed straight to the entrance door and figured out where he was heading. First he had to head to an infirmary and get his arm-wound mended, and second, look for his old friend Flora.