Mary was screaming as loud as she could, trying to let all the pain go out, all the fear, but she couldn't even hear herself. The music in her truck was way louder than her. She had to breath, calm down, she could not go too fast, cause she wanted them to follow her. It was hard for her not to go faster, cause all the rage inside her at this moment. She wish she could just stomp on the gas pedal real hard and go as fast as her truck would let her go, pushing it to its limits. But she knew she couldn't, she had to finish the plan as it was first intended to end, no matter what happens they agreed. She had to honor her brothers and their plan to find a way to end this shit.

Mary saw a bunch of walkers on each side of the road starting to follow her slowly, the plan was working. She took a deep breath and pressed her forehead against the stirring wheel. She didn't have to worry about other cars, obviously, and she knew the road was clear of abandoned cars cause she helped her brothers to push them all off the road a couple of days ago. She looked down on her bare legs, they were dirty and bloody, she had bruises and scratches all over them. Tears we're coming down her cheeks and she screamed again, hitting the wheel with both her fists as hard as she could; now going much faster than before. The punk music was getting louder and louder adjusting to the speed of her vehicle. She was going way to fast now, she thought. She took a look at the rear mirror to see if the walkers we're still following her, they we're too far now, but she saw something else. She slowed down and looked in her left mirror, squinting her eyes to see better, two person we're running towards her. She could see them wave their arms like crazy people. They saw the horde of walkers coming behind them.

Mary had a really quick decision to make; she could start to see an army of walkers behind the two strangers. Other bitters we're closing in on each side of them, if she didn't help them, they we're doomed.

«Fuck! » she screamed, starting to go backwards.

She took the gun that was on the passenger seat and she placed it on her thighs. When she was near enough she stopped her truck, paused her Bad Religion CD and yelled at the two strangers:

«Get in the trunk! FAST!

The girl was the first to hop in, she had mid-length brown hair and she looked exhausted. Mary noticed that she had a gun tucked in her jeans. Then, the guy hopped in, he was holding a crossbow. They both sat down and Mary was going forward again. She was trying to think: can she trust them? Of course not! She was happy to see the girl, but the guy didn't look very friendly. We're they friend? What we're they doing on the road without a vehicle?

Mary smiled when she saw the big trees appear in front of her, she could soon relax again. She stopped her red truck next to one of the biggest trees. She jumped out of it, without even thinking about the fact that she was half naked. Black socks, pink panties and a black tank was all she got on. It was cold outside and she could feel the goosebumps all over her skin. She opened the backseat door and grabbed her bag, when she felt him getting closer to her, pointing his crossbow at her.

«What tha fuck yer doing?» he yelled at her with his strong redneck accent.

«Yer fucking crazy, we're all going to get killed!» he screamed again.

The girl behind him was looking behind her to figure out how much time they had before the walkers would join them. Mary looked at him with piercing eyes, she was angry too, she just saved their lives and he was talking to her like that, she could just not believe it.

«Shut the fuck up and do as I say if you want to live ASSHOLE!»

He took one more step towards her, looking furious, but his friend stopped him.

«Listen to her Daryl, it looks like she have a plan.»

Mary opened her bag and pulled three safety harness out of it. She tossed one to each stranger and proceeded to put hers on.

«Put this on! GO!»

Hers was in place in seconds, she felt a little less naked with it on. She helped the girl with hers.

«What's your name?»

«Maggie, thanks for helping us.»

She turned her head to Daryl who was just finishing putting his harness on, cursing to himself.

«Shitface!» then look back at the girl «Maggie!»

«We have this tree fast! Once at the top, I'll tell you what to do.»

Mary went first, then Maggie and Daryl. It was about time cause walkers weren't very far by then. It looked like there was hundreds of them. Once at the top, Mary attached her harness to a red cord. Maggie did like her followed by Daryl.

«OK. It's a zip-line! We're gonna go across to the other side. I'll show you how to attach yourselves.

«Oh my God» said Maggie, she looked freaked out by the height.

«Listen! You don't want to fall, if you fall you are dead!»

Mary pointed down the cliff below them, the bottom of it was not that deep but it was full of pointy metal pickets, some of them already had victims on them.

«We have to go fast, they are starting to lose interest!»

They showed them how to secure their harness and took one of the bells that were hanging on the tree.

«When you cross, make as much noise as you can!»

Mary pushed her feet against the tree to give her a good swing, she was screaming and ringing her bell as hard as she could. She could see walkers starting to go crazy, the ones in the back pushing on the ones in the front. Rows of them falling into the cliff, it was working. Once on the other side, Mary took her harness off and looked around to see if there were any walkers coming for her. She took the knife in her bag and stabbed one right in the eye. Before she knew it, there was a bunch of them now walking in her direction.

«Watch out!» she heard Maggie scream.

Mary turned around and stabbed another one in the neck and then stabbed him again in the head more times that it was necessary letting a profound scream get out of her lungs. Maggie was shooting multiple walkers, when Daryl landed on their side taking his crossbow to kill the three remaining bitters. As soon as it was done, Mary got up on her feet and ran to the edge of the cliff. Maggie and Daryl followed her and stopped by her side to see the show. The sun was getting down and they were watching walkers impaled onto metal pickets, sometimes five or six of them on top of one another. The cliff was large, so there were a lot of them. They could hear them growl, trying to free themselves. Some of them fell next to the pickets, but they were stuck in the cliff, unable to climb the twelve foot muddy walls around them.

«This is genius...» whispered Maggie.

On the other side of the cliff, they could see a couple dozen of walkers still going around searching for fresh flesh to eat.

«My brothers were supposed to kill those bastards.» Mary was crying, she didn't really notice that she said this out loud.

She was shivering, shaking like a leaf, but she could not move. She was so proud of her family, what they accomplished to try to save a little parcel of this world.

«She's freezing, give her your poncho» said Maggie, Mary wasn't really listening.

«Really?» he was not loving her idea.

«Come on! She saved our lives!»

Daryl took his crossbow off his shoulder, took off his poncho with one hand and put his weapon back on his shoulder.

«There, put this on.» he said to Mary.

She looked at him, still having tears in her eyes. They looked at each other for a little moment 'till Daryl broke it off, looking back at the walkers across the cliff. Mary put the poncho on, it was way too big for her, but it was keeping her warm. She could feel the heat of Daryl on it, it felt good. Her legs and the bottom of her cheeks were still exposed, but at least her upper body was warming a bit.

«Thanks» she said softly, trying to be nice.