Somehow they ended up there, with a scientist that was trying to make an antidote for the infection. Clementine, Lee, Kenny, Omid, and Christa were there tied to chairs while the scientist rambled on about the sciences involved in the making of his serum. Suddenly he dropped some of the blood of Lee and Clementine he collected earlier into the machine at the far end of the room. It whirled and opened and Katjaa, Duck, Ben, Carley, Doug, Mark, Lilly, and Larry fell out. The survivor's mouths fell open.
"Wh-what the hell?!" Kenny exclaimed.
"But they were dead," Lee whispered.
"Ah what happened?" Larry grumbled.
"Welcome to the lab," the scientist grinned looking at the new arrivals.
"How are they alive?" Christa asked.
"Scientists never reveal their secrets," he sang.
"I thought that was magicians," Clementine whispered to Lee.
"QUIET!" He roared backhanding her across the face. Her lip split and blood trailed down her chin. Tears welled up in her eyes and traveled down her cheeks.
"HEY!" Mark yelled getting up and ramming into him into his desk. Chemicals fell on the floor and they passed out.
Several Hours Later
Groans were heard as heads were shaken trying to get the grogginess to clear from their heads.
"Where are we?" Duck asked.
"I don't know, it looks like we're on a ski mountain," Doug suggested.
"I've never been skiing," Clementine said.
"Me neither," Duck stated. Suddenly the bushes around them rustled and people came out holding guns to them.
"Who are you?" A black chunky man asked.
"We're just a group, we're trying to figure out where we are," Lee said hiding Clementine behind him.
"Do you need help?" A kinder looking bald headed man asked. "We're set up in the ski lodge just north of here,"
"We just can't invite people in Walter," a Spanish man stated.
"I was there first I can decide who needs help or not Carlos," he grinned. "Let's go," he smiled walking away. They shrugged their shoulders and followed the three to the gigantic lodge.
"Whoa," Clementine whispered. They walked in and looked at the Christmas lights strung about the building.
"Hey we found some folks in need of some help," Walter shouted. People came to greet them.
"I'm Walter by the way, that's Carlos, and Alvin," he said pointing to them.
"Walter what did I tell you about bringing peo-" a voice stated before stopping. They looked over and gaped at him. He looked exactly like Kenny.
"Wh-what the hell?" He kept looking at them.
"Haha dad look at your beard," Duck shouted at Kenny of their group.
"Why is there two Kenny's?" Clementine asked. The group turned to her.
"Clementine?" The other group asked confused.
"What?" A voice from the top of the stairs asked. They looked up seeing her sitting on the banister sharpening Matthew's old knife.
"Why is there two of you?" Luke asked uncertainly.
"What?" She asked confused she looked down on them, eye instantly stopping on Lee.
"Lee?" she asked horrified. She slid off the banister and ran down the steps stopping beside her Kenny.
"Duck? Katjaa?" Her eyes kept roaming.
"Christa? Omid!?" She shouted. "What the hell is going on?!" She said. She turned to Lee.
"How are you alive?" She asked. The group looked at her and then at Lee. They eventually sat down on the couches and floor by the fireplace.
"What happened?" Kenny asked the group.
