( ` hands rummage through piles of stock that's gone onto the floor, his back turned towards the door - a rookie mistake. he checks pill bottles and such, taking anything deeming useful to his group, shoving it into his bag. within moving throughout the outdoor mall, he's lost his partner. the bag gets slung over his shoulder as he peeks his head out the door of the small shop. the infected were prominent in this area, he took precautions by holding a knife out, hand on the gun he kept with him just in case - it was rarely used, caused too much noise. the coast was clear, but a rustle came from behind him in the shop. daeyeon whipped around, pulling his gun out, placing his knife under it. his voice is shaking, but harsh. ) who the fuck is there?