"Oh shit!"

Within seconds, a zed lunges toward Garrett, it manages to fall onto him, pushing them to the ground. Garrett got his left fore-arm up in time, pushing up on the zed's throat allowing it not to bite into him.

"shit shit shit..." Garrett rolls side to side, using his right arm to reach for his handgun in his waistband

The zed, still trying to chomp at Garrett, blood, mucus, & rotting flesh dripping from his mouth.

What felt like minutes for Garrett was really only over in about 5 seconds as he pulled the handgun up and quickly shot off 3 bullets in succession. One, he prematurely shot into the zed's stomach, the other two, both into it's head.

Garrett pushes his left forearm up, throwing the now dead corpse to the side. Coughing at the same time as he tries to wipe all the rotting flesh from his face. His body coughs more, wanting to throw up from the disgusting smell but Garrett does his best not too, food and water is precious.

He stands up slowly, "Stupid idiot" he thinks "wasting ammo like that..." his upper half of his body now covered in rotting flesh, his ribs hurting like hell and a headache that felt like it wasn't ending anytime soon. He scans the area, no zeds in viewing distance but those shots will lure more in.

Garrett throws his bag over his shoulder, "I'll just walk a few hundred yards to a nearby building for the night..." he ponders "and then tomorrow..." he takes a slow deep breath "eeeh, I'll figure out tomorrow...tomorrow."

After a few steps in the opposite direction of the Jeep, Garrett turns his head around, looking toward the still **** Hannah...