Nelson had awaken tied to a branch in a tree at day break like he did every morning, all nestled up inside of his sleeping bag so that he didn't get eaten alive by bugs. He was also high enough that a undead couldn't reach him and nor could any other forms of wildlife. It wasn't a glorious sleep but he would take being safe over being reckless and sleeping on the ground, especially with no one to watch his back. Nelson made sure that he was perfectly leveled on the branch before he opened his sleeping bag and untied the rope from around his waist and legs. Once he had untied himself he let his sleeping bag fall to the ground and dropped the rope so he had less things to carry down the tree with him. It took roughly 15 minutes for Nelson to get untie himself and get out of the tree plus packing all of his sleeping gear before he was ready to continue traveling along the woods. He made sure that his Busse was in the perfect spot on his hip so that it could be withdrawn quickly in case of an emergency. After rapidly drawing his blade twice from its sheath with no issues he figured that he was ready to continue on his journey.
Nelson wasn't 100% where he was going since he didn't have a map since he had been chased by undead and wasn't entirely sure how to get back to his vehicle safely. Every time that he tried to circle around and get back he would run into another damn zombie so eventually he had abandoned the idea and started to walk in the direction that he knew would take him to civilization eventually. Not nearly two months after seeing the first one, it also didn't help that he was limited to traveling only by the day light and had to make detours every time there had been numerous numbers of zombies. He would fair alright against one but that was really it given his circumstances.
He had been walking for a few hours now since the sun looked like it was getting near its highest point in the sky and it was throwing off a decent amount of heat today for being mid-November. But Nelson was getting slightly desperate to find some establishment since he really didn't want to get stuck in the woods when the temperatures dropped significantly and snow started to fall. He had heard the sound of a stream that was nearby, he stopped and waited a moment to accurately try and establish where the sound was coming from. Nelson had started to walk towards an elevated level so he could get a slightly better vantage point but while he was on his way he spotted a little bit coming down the rocks on his right side. Nelson followed the water up to find the source of the water so that he could get something better than water dribbled on rocks. He also wanted to do a test before consuming it, so he placed his hands under the water and brought it up to his nose and smelled to see if it had an unusual aroma. It wasn't the most accurate method of testing but it was pretty much all he had for now. The water tasted quite refreshing at the moment and while he was there Nelson also filled up his little 591ml water bottle that he happened to have with him on his last day of work before the awakening of the dead.
Nelson was started to get a little bit tired and sat down on a flat rock for a moment to rest his legs and noticed that there was a slight parting in the trees and looked further down to notice that there was a path. Nelsons heart started to race, a path usually means that you are coming to the entrance of an area. Nelson got up immediately and walked towards the opening in the tree line however when he got there he had noticed that there was a zombie looking back at him from beside a tree. As if his heart wasn't racing before, now it was for a different reason. Normally Nelson would have avoided a zombie since he would rather be safe than sorry but now that he found a path that could potentially lead him out of this forest he wasn't going to let that chance pass him by. Nelsons right hand slowly reached down to his waist where his 10" Busse was sitting in its sheath and popped it open and drawn his blade. He had the blade raised and was ready to take out this zombie swiftly but when he tried to quietly approach it he didn't notice the twig on the ground since he was so focused on the zombie that the twig snapped under Nelsons weight. It might have only been a small twig but the zombie heard it and turned his attention to Nelson and started to approach him at a pace that was about average for one of them. He knew that he would have to time his swing perfectly so that he could lob off its head without any risk to himself. When the zombie got an arm length and a half away Nelson took a swing as hard as he could at the moment and thankfully made contact with the zombies head cutting it clean in half. The blood from the zombie had splattered all over his shirt, pants, boots and neck. He was thrilled that he defeated it and could get onto the path but he had hoped to avoid getting all full of it. So before he made it on the path he rubbed as much of it off his clothes and body as possible.
Nelson was half walking half running with excitement, he had loved the woods but he would like a slight break from it since it has been two straight months since he was left the woods. It was twenty minutes but he still didn't see an end to the trees and his excitement slightly deteriorated and his pace slowed down however he continued to walk. Twenty more minutes had passed of walking but still nothing had changed, trees trees and more damn trees! He was about ready to take a break since he used a little more energy since he foolishly half ran for about twenty minutes but he thought he would take once more small walk before taking a break. Nelson had walked for a little bit longer before all of a sudden the tree line broke and his heart was pounding again, half for seeing an end to the forest but he also thought that he could have found an establishment since he could make out the steeple of a church. Nelson ran as fast as his body would allow with his amount of energy to the edge of the trees and stopped to gaze delightfully down at the little group of buildings that surrounded the church that he given him this immense hope. Nelson stood there for a few moments looking over the town, he had wiped the sweat that was rolling down his face. The only thing was that he was so excited that he found anything other than trees and a few cabins in the woods that he was covered in blood from killing that zombie roughly an hour ago. He had wiped more of it onto his face and had smeared dried up blood on his neck and even more dried blood on his shirt. He was also so tired and running low on energy that he was dragging his feet a little bit as he walked down the path that would bring him smack dab into the town center. Yes that is right, Nelson didn't noticed covered in blood emerging from the woods walking funny down a hill ... just like an undead.
