Well, poor guy wasn’t an infected. He looked like it from about 200 yards away thorough a scope. He was moving around trying to fit in, and, well, he did. We went to go get scavenge anything we could from him, like his gun, his pack, and supplies. No wonder he looked so much like them, he put guts and blood all around him to make him fit in. I was about to get in trouble but then they remembered that they got a really good look at him also before I shot, so I can’t take much blame. Well, that’s about it, gunna go back to the stairs now.