So this island I landed on seems to actually have people who live here.. (how the hell would I have guessed)

Met a southern peach think she called her self.. Page.. at first I thought she was gonna open up and fire on me, so I stashed my pistol near by and showed her my palms (better safe then sorry I always say) seems I made her day, she gave me a couple bottles of water and a candy bar.. Best part she introduced me to the local head shop owner, I have to admit my inner teen came out as I found myself in a dire need to enjoy a bit of the jazz cigarette if you catch my drift…

I could only stay a bit as more people started to arrive I took it on myself to exit without making a scene, rest assure I will look for them again..

I decided it would be best if I took a bit of time to look around see what I could possibly scrounge up.. landed myself a deer, it was sickly.. but it is meat none the less.. figure cook it enough and it should be ok…

Along my travels, I came across a young girl, she was trapped by a dead head… and after wrestling with my self I decided I had to play fourth the kindness that was afforded to me.. I am still not used to just popping lead into these mutts yet, I know they have to be undead.. damn things half the time stink like a dead bums nut sack… needless to say.. I took care of the infected.. I am still careful to avoid the blood.. last thing I need is to become one of those things… by the time I cleared the area.. the little lady was gone.. and I found myself an empty assault rifle some ammo.. and even a bit of gas.. (Not a bad haul) may make my way back to camp and see who wants to trade up for some fuel.. I could use a good shot gun.