Dubst3pp3r
Music aficionado
Distracted by past thoughts, he barely comprehended the conversation. "huh...oh no, I don't much care for torches. Almost cost me my life a couple years back in the woods." He pondered for a short moment how a straggling zombie found him when he was tracking with a flashlight. He noticed some movement out a few hundred meters from the window and snapped to. He slid into a very low crouch and pull his rifle sights up peering out into the darkness. "Shh, Shield the fire light!" he half yelled half whispered.