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Slowly and silently Dan slid the katana from its sheath and held it down and to the side ready to use if needed as he moved further into the dark grocery store, the flashlight sweeping over the piles of discarded food, boxes and over turned carts. His eyes sweeping the area the light shown while stepping over items and box's. Silently he moved through the small store, down isles and paused at the back entrance into the storage area of the store and listened for any shuffling or groaning sounds, a grimace flickering over his face when he heard them and quickly moved away from there and back into the middle of the store.

He moved to where several canned foods were still on their shelves and slid off his backpack. Crouching down he began to pick up several fruits and vegetables and soups, before moving to another isle that held crackers and snagged a couple box's. After checking to make sure he had enough room, Dan moved to the isle that held what was left of the water and snagged the bottles that were single and stuffed them into his back pack. Standing, he quietly made his way back to the front of the store, only to duck behind into a check out when he caught the sounds of groaning and shuffling feet.

'Fuck!' he thought as he crouched down, ears tuned to the sounds of feet shuffling, even as bodies thumped and landed on the ground. 'Just fucking great!' he thought grimacing when another body went down, as hands scrambled across broken glass and the smell of dead rotting flesh drifted towards him. Shifting towards the end of the check out Dan pressed back against the counter and peeked round the edge and arched a brow at seeing three of the dead on the ground struggling to get up and grinned. "Idiots." he muttered and sprang from his hiding place, his katana flashing through the air and sliced through one of the downed dead's neck, cutting its head from its body before back sweeping the blade towards another, slicing half of its head off its body and twisted to his right to stab the end of his blade into the forehead of the last dead and let out a sigh. During the whole procedure he had counted the seconds and grinned.

"Time to leave." he muttered as he pulled a clean clothe from his pack and cleaned off his blade before sliding it back into the sheath on his back and stepped over the bodies and out the window. Looking left than right to make sure it was clear, he made his way towards Palm Street and 5Ft, the apartment building he was staying in was on Palm Street and Ash. Which was two streets diagonal from 5th Street. As he moved quickly, and silently down the sidewalk, he kept his eyes out for more of the dead and specially for any of the Agents.