<div class="floatright">(https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1G10lPtszSo/U-iaeTXOudI/AAAAAAAAAjU/VIDCAig_Muk/w259-h194-no/index.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: James Greene<br/><strong>Location/Time</strong>: Outside Gracie's Apartment, morning<br/><strong>Attire</strong>: Running shoes, shorts, jersey, padding<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Daniel Bruce<br/><br/>Even as he was running he head heard the sound of the engine. It didn't sound like Gracie's sensible vehicle, but instead of sounded like an old timer, a sound that did bring him back quite a bit in time. And so incredibly stupid, as it could attract the zombies from blocks away.<br/><br/>As he continued on his run, he noticed a few of the shamblers shuffling in the direction of the apartment building with the car parked right on the lawn. No mistake about it even though he wasn't an engine expert. That was the beast that made the noise. And that could mean trouble.<br/><br/>Humans meant trouble, unless it was one of Gracie's friends. But if this was a stranger he had one advantage. A small one though. The element of surprise. He glanced inside toward the entrance he went inside, alert as heck, even a little territorial.<br/><br/>"What do you think you're doing." he said as he caught the guy, not even halfway down the hall to the first apartments, his tone strict, straightening to his full length, which, could be intimidating to some, but this guy looked tough as well.