"Kathy, huh?" said the man, eying her up. She didn't look like she was gonna cause any trouble, but looks can be deceiving with the collapse of all human society. Anyone and everyone was likely to be out for themselves, willing to kill for some scraps of food or a bottle of clean water. He watched her eyes, seeing them following the bat in his hand. She was scared. "Don't you worry about this, I'm not looking to start any trouble, this is just in case I need to finish some."<br/><br/>He shifted the bat to his other hand and reached out to shake hers.<br/><br/>"You can call me Al," he said, stepping forward, trying to bring a smile to his face. It didn't really work. "You a student here? I was... Pre-Med. I got drafted to a hospital when all this shit first went down, but now... yeah. Heard about some survivors holed up in a farmhouse couple miles outside of town, came back to get my things... maybe some real food, a shower and some fresh clothes, a good solid night's sleep... didn't expect to find anybody else here."