Jeffery was running through the night with his knife in his hand. While most people would call this suicide, he called it an ordinary night. Jeffery no longer cared about anything anymore, not since the infection hit. He was often mistaken as insane when in reality it was just boredom mixed with his sick sense of humor. While running he stopped when he saw a pet store with a person knocking on the door, he decided to ignore her and focus on the noises he could hear on the inside of the shop. He tried to sneak around the back after seeing the front door blocked but nearly fell backwards when the dogs started barking at him. "Now how do I get around you guys?" He asked himself while staying a safe distance from canines barking at him.