Clementine yawned as she opened her eyes. The cold, sharp emptiness of the sky seemed to swallow her up.
Sighing, she began to walk the short distance from the camp to the riverbank. Holding her trusted handgun at the ready, Clementine made sure not to make any rookie mistakes.
As she stepped through the clearing, she paused. Kenny was sitting on a rock, lost in his own thoughts, it seemed. As she approached, he turned, snapped back to reality.
"Hey, darlin'... What are you doing up?"
Sitting down beside him, she kicked off her now-battered sneakers, dipping her feet into the somewhat warm water.
"Couldn't sleep."
She answers, staring down at the reflection of the many stars that were beginning to form in the sky.
Truth was, her mind was keeping her awake.
The nightmares. They came every night.
Pete, Nick, Sarah, Rebecca, Carlos, Alvin, Luke, Jane, Omid, Christa, Chuck, Ben, Katjaa, Duck, Doug, Larry, Carley...
Where were they? All dead. They were all dead because of this stupid apocalypse!
But the one that stuck, the one that was replayed over and over every night like some cruel trick by the gods, was Lee...
If only she hadn't believed that man. If only she hadn't been naive eight years old Clementine. If only she woke Lee up. If only she hadn't run off.
If only.
If only..
If only...
"Clem..?"
Clementine glanced up at Kenny's concerned face.
"Huh? What's wr-? Oh! Sorry!" She clumsily rubbed her eyes... "Stupid tear ducts..." She muttered. Kenny had more important things to corcern him-
She was cut off by Kenny grabbing her wrists. As his tight grip restrained her, she had no choice but lift her head up.
What she saw through through her bright golden tear-stained eyes, was Kenny's eye, which was stained with compassion, sadness and tears.
"Cry. It's ok, darlin'..."
Four words. That's all it took for her to collapse into his comforting arms, sobbing...
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