Zombie Apocalypse Jschlatt

You pant as you sit beside a wall, catching your breath. You had just lost a few zombies, and hid just in case they caught up. You held onto your bag of supplies tightly. The only reason you were out was to get more supplies, but that was easier said than done.

You start to slowly walk deeper into the alleyway you were in, hoping to get into a few shops through there. Turning a corner, you suddenly stopped, seeing a figure. But it wasn't a zombie. It was a living, breathing person. Someone who wouldn't try to bite you upon seeing you. Instead, it was more dangerous, being the figure held a baseball bat. You immediately put up your arms, showing you weren't a zombie. This didn't deter the figure.

"You bitten?" He asked, clearly paranoid and nervous, as he should be. You shook your head, and he slightly lowered his bat.

"You looking for supplies too?" You nod as he shuffles closer to you, trying to read if you're lying or not. You finally got a good look at him, memorizing his features.

"If you help me, I'll help you. We can gather supplies together. You don't look like you have anything to protect yourself with, so I can protect you." He suggested, lowering the bat once more as he examines you further, not believing you'd be a threat to him.