Glenn and Rick ran into Downtown to investigate the loud explosions that had seemingly came from the heart of the city. Glenn whispered to Rick, "We have stay low and be as quiet as we can." Rick said in a unsure and almost irritated whisper,"What if it wasn't the army? Huh? What if we are walking right into a hoard of them?" Glenn turned to him slightly,"Then what could have made that sound? We have got to see what it was...what if there are people out here? You were stranded alone not too long ago..." Rick sighed and looked down. He whispered in his thick southern accent,"Alright, c'mon. Let's hurry up." They scurried across the street avoiding the walkers up the street. Glenn was about to say something but there was a loud and angry roar that rung through downtown Atlanta that was a little less than human.
Rick looked up with his brow furrowed deeply, "What th- hell was that?" Glenn said,"We gotta keep moving." The roar sounded distanced but there was a very distinct silence that followed it. Glenn and Rick continued up the alley ways and streets until they came to an intersection where there was a large opening. Glenn and Rick walked into the opening and stood erect as they stared at the large crater in the ground. There were the bodies- or what was left of the bodies of zombies everywhere. There was a large tank in the middle of the street. This was where rick was found days ago. Rick scratched his head and said,"What the hell is goin' on Glenn." Glenn had a very shocked and worried face as he said,"I have no idea." Rick began to approach the crater in the ground. Glenn said cautiously,"Maybe we should got back before -" Rick hushed Glenn quickly, "Wait-...Ya hear that?" Rick had held up a quieting hand at Glenn.
"No..." Glenn replied. Rick hushed him and approached closer. "Liss'en" he said. There was a faint sound of heavy breathing. Rick went around the crater and approached the tank. Rick could see the feet of someone behind the tank lying on the ground. "Somebody's over here!" He said as he rushed behind the tank. Rick knelt next to the extremely dirty man. He looked at him to see if he had been bitten. His lack of sufficient clothing made him look a little like a walker. "No visible bite marks." He said. Glenn stood over him. Glenn stared into the mans face. He said," Come on. We have got to get him back to camp." Rick was a little hesitant but decided against his better judgement and said,"A'right. Grab his side and throw his arm over your shoulder."
They carried his body swiftly through the city and to the car. They raced back to camp. Glenn said, "Shane isn't going to be happy." "Who cares, we could be potentially saving a man's life."