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Randy was still being chased. He turned too only see three. That he can handle. Turning on his heels on the dirt road, he swung his baseball bat clocking a Zed upside the head. It went down, but not out. It reached for his foot as he raised the bat and smashed the head in on the Zed, killing it. He looked at the other two. "Come on...come get some..." He stood like he was going to swing at a baseball, and as the Walker got close, one swing killed it in the head. The other grabbed his bat and tackled him to the ground. It tried to bite Randy in the face as he struggled to push it off. "Urgh..come on!" He rolled over so the Walker was on the ground. It flailed it's arms around as Randy put the bat in it's mouth so it couldn't bite. He head-butted it hard, his glasses falling off. It seemed stunned for a minute as Randy picked up a large rock and smashed it's head in with it. It was over.

He got up and brushed himself off. That was a tough one. He looked around and saw a sign for Whitepine Camping Grounds. That is it, this could be a good place to hold up. It's isolated from the city, and the school. The only nearby places were the woods and the main road leading to the Blueridge Motel. He walked over to one of the camp sites and sat down on a log meant for a bench. There was a fire pit, with nothing in it. He set his back pack down. He was going to have to get some supplies from town if he was to stay here. But for now, he rested, fishing a water bottle and power bar out of his bag, along with the gun he had. He checked the ammo. Seven shots.

He stopped dead cold. Usually with a tone of voice like that, they had a weapon of some sorts, usually a gun, to back up their tone. He turned around and aimed the gun at the girl. He seemed nervous, a bit scared, but serious to the core. "Who're you. What do you want?" He demanded. There was no hiding the fear on his face. The man couldn't even be in his 30s yet. Maybe late 20s. He tried to stay serious, but his eyes behind those thin rimmed glasses betrayed him.

He lowered his, more calmly, and swallowed. It become really quiet before he sat down again. He geastured for her to sit as well. "Name's Randolph. Randy for short.". He shook his head and looked at his gun. At least she wasn't a Walker. He looked at her. "Are you bit?" He asked her.

He watched her sit down and looked at his back-pack. It was starting to get dark now. He wanted to make a fire but decided against it, for the light might draw the attention of Zeds. That wouldn't be good. Hearing her ask the same question to him brought his head back up towards her, noticing the ring on her finger but no man with her. He assumed she lost him the same way he lost Cecilia. The way his necklace hung, it looked like he was wearing the engagement band. But it was in fact hanging on a necklace around his neck. "Nope. Not bitten. You...alone?" He asked her. He was open to talk to her. It was nice to have a little bit of company.

He smiled back, but seemed to be more exhausted than anything. "I was with another person, but we got separated when we got ambushed by the Walkers." His smile faded as he didn't answer how long he's been alone. He guessed it was a few hours now. "Was it...your husband, that you had to end?" He said, gesturing to the ring on her finger. He felt a small sadness remember Cecilia but he kept that hidden from her.

"Wife, huh? I didn't take you to be...uhh..." He tried to find the right words, the nice words, but nothing came to mind. He wanted to say 'I didn't take you to be gay' but that would've just sounded weird. He looked down at the ground then back at her with the same sad expression, however it didn't look like he was going to cry. "I know the feeling. I was..well..engaged to one of the teachers at the high school. Cecilia was her name. She was the most beautiful women in the world, and we were set to get married next month. Then this whole...s**t..started...she was bit and I didn't know at the time they turn once bitten...I watched her die but I couldn't bring myself to..destroy her brain...I heard the radio guy say that's what you need to do but I just..I couldn't. She came back and I just ran for my life." He explained to her. He tried to tell her he felt her pain, and she could believe or, or not. It didn't matter to him. He knew what really happened. It was just good to tell someone about it.

He nodded at what she said. "She's still around somewhere..I haven't brought myself to end her.." She offered him a cigarettes and he shook his head. "No thanks...not much of a smoker." He told her. He wanted to change the subject from Cecilia. "So if you're not a lesbian, you're bisexual I take it?" He smiled softly over at her.