[color=007236][center][h1]Hunter Monroe[/h1][/center][/color]
[color=f7941d][center]The Apartment[/center][/color]
[center][@Symphoni][@Desire][@McHaggis][@CandiBarr][@Wade Wilson](And everyone else, because I have lost track)[/center]

Hunter was not a people person, one by one more people had come into the area. Truth be told he was never a people person. Before the out break he would be the person who stayed home instead of going to parties, now, he was just scared of them. He had seen what they were able to do, he had seen what he was able to do. He knew that others were just as likely to cross that line, and maybe it wont be as hard as it was for him.

Hunter stood up and grabbed his things, he wasn't planning on leaving the apartment, at least not far, but he didn't like being around so many people in such a small space. He could hear Sarah still pissed off inside, he didn't blame her though. Hunter eventually found a spot to sit outside to just relax and clear his head. The flashbacks haven't been this bad before, it seemed like he was actually their that time. He was scared again, he hated being scared. Scared didn't get him anywhere other then dead. He had to get over the fear before the fear took him. He was going to go back into that building and he was going to confront those people in their, he was going to get over his fear. Or he could stay outside and figure out why his sawed-off jammed. The sawed-off sounded more fun to Hunter.

Hunter eventually took the double barrel apart attempting to clean out the internal components with his basic cleaning kit. It wasn't meant for shotguns but it would work for the grim that had built up in the trigger system, which had caused the delayed shot earlier. He didn't need his shotgun jamming like it did. Mainly because he relied on it for something that could still shoot once he ran out of ammo. He knew how to reload shotgun shells, twelve gauge was common, and he could use every length of the shell in the double barrel as well. And over all, wasn't the worst of weapons. Short on effective range, but it will stop anything in front of him dead in its track. Though range had already been a problem.

He knew sooner or later something was going to have to give, he just hoped what ever gave was in his control. He decided he was going to get to this safe zone, he was going to get Sarah their too, the new people as well. Though he trusted Sarah, she had the chance to kill him, a few times, and he was still breathing. He wasn't sure on Cole, He knew who Cole was though, and he knew he was strong. Hunter figured if things got bad that would be useful, though he would never forgive him for the last game he played against the Bills.