[M e w]

Shaun needed to take a detour through the thick woods that surrounded the building; he didn't want to go back through the building and have to continue to look at all of the people he'd killed. He would kill them, add them to his list, and then leave them. He used to wonder why he should bother counting the lowlifes such as raiders and murderers, but he knew why now; they were still human, no matter how loosely. He could say the same about himself actually, anyone who had ended so many others' lives could barely be considered human. He gripped the butt of one of his silver pistols he kept in holsters on either side of his hips. He didn't use them much, they were more sentimental than anything. He sighed as his hand grasped the cool metal. For some reason, knowing that they were there soothed him.

He scrunched his nose up at a sudden stench. Shaun knew the stink well, it was the smell of a freshly ravaged corpse. He only went a few more steps before he was able to see it; a man, but it was hard to tell as his body was completely torn apart. It looked like... someone had eaten him. Shaun just stared down at the dead man sadly, he had seen scenes similar to this many times. Good people turned to such horrid acts when they were overrun by starvation. This time was a bit different though... it didn't look as though he had been cut open like a human would have had to. More like an animal attack.
"Great..." Shaun muttered to himself. The creature that did it could very well still be around. He drew his assault rifle off of where it was strapped to his back, holding it steadily, waiting for any sort of movement.