Note: I'm only writing this, cause I find John Carroll Lynch, very hot.
She had been surviving on her own for almost two years. Before the world went bad, she was a quiet and shy 18 year old. Then shortly after the world went bad, she watched as she lost her mother, and become a walking dead. She was left to look after her little brother and forced to get tough. She had to learn, how fend off the walking dead, and find places to survive for a few days. But then, she lost her little brother, who was eaten by her walking dead mother, just a few months after it all happened.
Now alone, the secluded lifestyle, has left her a bit paranoid. She lost her family and she's alone. She watched them die and her mentality is not the same. But, this did not stop her, from killing walkers out of frustration. But, her sanity was getting to the point, where she was killing everyone in sight and being hostile. She was clearing, as she called it. She maybe 5'2" and 20 years old, but she got tough and could handle herself very well. But, for how long? This killing spree happens, everytime she closes her eyes, and sees her family die over and over again.
One day, she's going through the woods and killing walkers, and hears the fainting bleats of a goat. She walks toward the noise, notices a very nice cabin, and carefully approaches the goat with her gun. She is started when she hears someone calling out to her from a distance. She aims her gun, to wherever she heard the voice, and fires. She probably missed, so she approaches the cabin and tries to find a way in, but all doors appear locked. The voice is asking to reason with her, but she doesn't listen. The moment she turns her head, she is knocked on her back. She looks up, noticing a very tall and lumbering man, before he knocks her out with his staff.
When she comes around, she opens her eyes, and sees a plate of food in front of her. She sits up, looks around, and sees the same lumbering man, who looks over to her. Clearly, she is also in some sort of cage.
Eastman: What's your name?
Morgan: Kill me.
Eastman: That's a stupid name. It's dangerous. You should change it.
Morgan: Kill me. (shouts) Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!
The man sighs and approaches her. He says nothing, as he throws her a book, through the bars of her confinement. She looks down at it and it reads "The Art of Peace", then looks back at him.
Morgan: Please kill me.
Eastman: My name's Eastman.
The man is distracted, by faint noise outside, and goes out the front door. She him talk to his goat.
Eastman: It's okay, Tabitha.
Morgan looks out the window, in her cell, and sees this Eastman kill off a walker. Then she watches him as he carefully drags the body off. A couple hours later, Morgan is eating her food, that Eastman prepared for her. She looks over Eastman, who had just came in the cabin, with his goat. He had made a wooden pin for it. After Eastman puts the goat, in the pin, he approaches the cell.
Eastman: You shot at me and I fed you. Please don't hurt my goat. Goodnight.
It was clearly nighttime and Morgan was feeling restless. The next morning, Morgan is looking out the window, and sees Eastman working with his staff, from a distance. She is curious to what he is doing. The next day, she looks out her window, and sees Eastman killing a walker, with his staff and dragging the body away.
Now, she is eating, and watching Eastman in the kitchen. Looks like he is trying to make cheese, but it tastes bad, and he spits it out in disgust.
Eastman: Oh, that is terrible.
She giggles a bit. That kinda lightened her day. That evening, looking out her window, she sees him working with his staff again. The next day, she looks over at the kitchen, and sees him slicing some cucumbers. He finally engages her in a conversation.
Eastman: I just wanted to wait a little while before we talked. I'm from Atlanta. I'm a forensic psychiatrist. The state employed me to determine if certain people, who did very bad things, would do them again if they were released from prison. That was my job. Now, I live here. Because the state of the state and the whole world. What did you do or what do you do now?
He asks as he eats a slice of cucumber.
Morgan: I clear.
Eastman: What does that mean?
Morgan: Walkers, people, anything that gets anywhere near me, I kill 'em. I clear.
Eastman: Why?
Morgan: Because that's why I'm still here.
Eastman: Well, that's the biggest load of crap, I ever heard.
As she looked away, Eastman brings her a tray of food, sliding it under the door of her cell.
Eastman: Here's your lunch.
Morgan looks over down at her food, then back to looking out the window. The next day, she is looking to escape out her window, while Eastman is out, but fails when she sees Eastman coming back. He comes in and approaches the cell with his staff.