@RVCA You are supposed to quote the scenario.

Oh, what the balls.

The woods outside Los Angeles, 2012

You've been living in the middle of nowhere for months now, and you've been struggling to find drinking water that hasn't been contaminated with zombie blood from upstream. Your lack of company and almost constant dehydration (not to mention grossly out of proportion body hair) have driven you a bit mad - you realize you need to move out of the area to somewhere with a more stable source of water and supplies, but you don't know which way is safe. All you have at your disposal are the bare bones of the kitchen utensils you packed (including a few steak knives, a filet knife with a saw edge, and a mixing spoon), the various components of your car, and whatever you can build from the forest around you.

One morning, a surprise - a fellow survivor has stumbled into your camp. You ask him where he comes from, and he tells you he is from a refugee camp to the East of your location. He claims to be a scout looking for fellow survivors, and instructs you to follow him immediately. Upon closer inspection, however, you notice a bite mark and blood around his leg. His eyes are reddened, and he seems sick and generally abnormal.

Upon asking him about the wound, he becomes enraged and demands that you follow him.

What do you do/where do you go?

I'd probably try to get behind him to avoid him biting me, kick him to the ground, and smash the back of his head with the handle of the knife.

I'd probably go East because if he truly was planning to eat me, I doubt he'd bring me to a place where there'd be competition.

As I'm sure that he's not actually attempting to eat me because he's not fully transformed, I follow him with caution, ultimately waiting until he seems comfortable and knocking him down. Once he's facedown, I climb on his back and hold his arms down with my knees, attempting to hold him down as well as I can to use a rock or branch nearby to bash him in the head, knocking him unconscious.

Once this has happened, I search his person for weapons and the intention to head East silently and with caution.

I agree to follow him, but the moment his back is turned I embed a steak knife in it. I make sure he's finished off (straight through the eye-socket, gotta destroy the brain) and then carefully scavenge for what possessions he may have, avoiding any body fluids. I decide to head in the direction he came from, as it's possible he was with a group of friends who saw that he had been bitten and decided to exile rather than kill him. However, I'll approach with caution- it's possible his entire group was attacked, and are all in advanced stages of transformation.

Oh and Freebase, have you read this?

http://xorl.files.wordpress.com/2010...ival_guide.jpg

Assuming I still have my kitchen utensils, I agree to follow him. After he turns around, I grab a knife and stab his back. He will fall, and be helpless. I ask him what "West" awaits. I kill him, in a situation of an apocalypse, trust no one. A bite mark means one thing, he will be a zombie no matter what. I take anything of use that he might have on him, and I take the kitchen knife and go east. The reason to east is I assume that this refugee camp exists, and this man probably got the bite on his way there. I head east, alone, remaining low, traveling by day, sleeping in abandoned houses and shacks by night.

Edit: I don't copy the guy above me, it just took me a while to think it out.

tl;dr, I give up.

Eat my brains.

Obviously the guy has been bitten and infected by a zombie but the virus has not yet started to affect him in a critical way. But, the bite mark and his sudden rage about it indicate that he will be a major risk when the virus starts to turn him into a zombie. Even if I am wrong about him, I don't want to risk my own life, and as cruel as it is I am only thinking of my own survival. I don't know how long it is going to take for the virus to start affecting him but like I said, I don't want to risk it. I locate a large piece of heavy fallen wood in the forest and smash him in the head from behind when he is unaware. I make sure he is dead (stab him if need be) because 1) I don't want him to turn into a zombie and then infect me and 2) If I do make it to this refugee camp and he returns or finds me, he'll know that I tried to kill him and be even more enraged.

As for clean drinking water, if the situation became dire I would drink my own pee. Yes, it's gross, but urine is completely sterile and is made up of mostly water so it is a way to get water into your system for survival means.

I would then get ready to travel East, towards this camp that the guy was talking about. I can't think of any reason as to why it would be some kind of trap... zombies are generally not that intelligent and plus this guy wasn't even a zombie yet. I decide that I am going to take the car. If I was able to roll the car into the middle of the forest then obviously there are parts clear enough to fit a car/ drive through, plus having a vehicle is not only a good form of protection and shelter but a good way to carry materials that I pick up long the way and can also be used as a weapon if needed.

I find the direction by using the sun and my wristwatch, by pointing the hour hand directly at the sun and then bisect the angle between the hour hand and twelve. This imaginary line is South. (If I'm in the Southern Hemisphere I do the opposite - point the twelve at the sun and bisect the angle between twelve and the hour hand). I know that this is only a very rough estimation of the direction, so then I start to head East, in my car, traveling as far as I can until the car runs out of fuel or the surrounding wilderness gets too thick to drive in.