Nick lay there hearing splashing from footsteps, he quickly stands pulling his double barrel shotgun out and slowly moves towards the sound. A flash light in one hand and the shotgun in the other he listens again for the direction of the splashing. Expecting for the worst he pulls the gun to his shoulder and waits for the zombie or maybe even the hope of a person gets to him.<br/>He thinks to himself that he hopes it is a person because of his low ammo supply and his need for a companion. A strange smell hit his nose it smelt of roses and very unsell smell for the sewer and he yells out. If you want to live stop moving. Knowing that if it was a person they would stop moving not wanting to die.