Johnathan Walker sat on a bus ridding into the city. He was dressed in a nice suit and in human form. He fingered the holster on his gun, smiling. He had every right to that gun, legally and from experience. His life had never been the same since... something happened a long time ago. The bus stopped. Johnnie got off at a stop near the border of the residential and and industrial border of the city. He was immediately greeted with the sight of a walking corpse thing moving past and out of sight.<br/><br/>"Well hows that for a 'welcome to our city?'" He asked no one in particular.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Quit whining. It's not like we came here by force.</span><br/><br/>"It isn't like we didn't leave there without it."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">We wouldn't have been forced out if you hadn't fucked that... thing up.</span><br/><br/>"OK, well I've got a job to do, think you can shut it long enough for me to get it done?"<br/><br/>His alternate personality, who in his mind was now standing directly to his back right, crossed it's arms and looked at the ground. He stayed silent and unmoving.<br/><br/>"That's better."<br/><br/>Johnathan started walking in the direction he'd seen the corpse disappear. He turned a corner or two and finally spotted her again, stalking after her slowly this time.