The Thug smashed Sam B, sending him flying across the forest and into a tree. Several walkers began surrounding him as he struggled to get up. He knocked down a few walkers and tried to get away, but a Floater and ten Infected had been running up on him while he was distracted. He was trapped in between a Thug, a Floater, six walkers and ten Infected.
"Fuck! Get them off me!" He shouted in desperation as they converged on him.
"Fuck, my head fucking' hurts." Sam groaned as he picked himself up from the forest floor.
He looked around and waited for the telltale sign of a pissed Infected or Thug. However he noticed that the forest was near silent except for birds chirping and leaves rustling, there wasn't even a person screaming as they were being eaten.
"The fuck is going on?" He asked out loud, "fuck it, not gonna fucking figure anything out by standing around."
Sam walked through the woods for about a half an hour when he found a clearing. He approached it cautiously, so as not to alert any Infected, and entered. What he saw was more then just a clearing in the woods, it was an entire town.
"The fuck? Are those a bunch of fuckin... horses?" Sam saw dozens of horses walking through the town, "at least I got a fuckin' ride outta this fuckin' place, and if nothing else, at least they'll make good punching bags!"
