Ellis crept carefully through the streets "Ah hell..." He muttered as he looked around. He gripped a baseball bat tightly and had a hunting rifle slung over his shoulder. "Come on guys this ain't funny... Where are you?" He said quietly as he walked. He was getting a bit scared, if a special infected came along and grabbed him, or pinned him, or tongued him, or something he would be done for with no one to help him, and he just missed the company of his friends. "Anybody?" He clenched his teeth as a common infected spotted him and ran towards him. He got in a batter's stance and swung hard as soon as it got close enough, crushing it's skull. "Whoo! I'd say that's a home runner" He grinned and rested the bloodied bat on his shoulder as he continued walking.<br/><br/>Felix leaned against a wall in an alleyway wheezing, though he usually was nowadays. He peered out into the street as he heard a noise, only to see a common infected had stumbled into a trashcan. He shook his head and went into a short coughing fit. He glanced at a nearby pipe and proceeded to climb it to the rooftops. He hadn't seen many survivors in a while, maybe today he'd get lucky and find a loner.<br/><br/>((Sounds good to me, wouldn't have to make a new character if one dies))