pulpfiction
can i get a fucken uhhhhhhhhh
Calypso nodded at Jack. "Sure. I'm just checking out the nearby abandoned building though. For supplies, you know." Quickly but quietly, she headed down to the clearing near the store. She peeked through a window pane and saw about two to three walkers in there, just mindlessly strolling about. No problem, she thought, those would be easy to take down. She looked back at Jack and nodded, whispering that there were about three walkers there. She slowly swung the door open as to not attract any zombies, then as a walker came at her, she struck an arrow through its head, then took the arrow back, wiping it clean on her shirt. Dodging the other two zombies, she looked through the shelves and found a few canned goods.