Rick's eyes shot open faster than a bullet. His eyes navigated from Michonne to the barrel of the gun. His body began to go numb.
"M-Michonne... Put it down." Rick said, stuttering on every syllable. All he could think about was Carl and Judith.
"Take it back." Michonne repeated. Her tone was grim and full of malice.
"I'm sorry. Now get the damn gum out of my face!" Rick glared, his eyesbrows arched like a cat's back, eyes full of hate.
Michonne rolled her eyes and returned the pistol to her back pocket. She turned around, only to be face-to-face with a walker.
She jumped, attempting to retrieve her pistol.
The walker pinned her to the ground, attempting to feast upon her jugular vein. Michonne was trying to hold the undead monster from her face, but it was stronger.
She could smell its rotten breath. The scent of pennies and rotten, dead animal filled Michonne's nostrils. Chunks of decaying skin hung from the walker's body and rested on Michonne's torso; but the most terrifying and excrutiating part was just looking into the zombie's eyes.
The walker's eyes were a very milky, white color. Butchered blood vessels were visible and you could see that the person who use to inhabitat this walking corpse was long gone.
Rick ran over and jerked the zombie from Michonn's body. He slammed it to the ground and began to violently smash in the walker's skull. In only a matter of seconds, pieces of decayed brain and shards of skull were scattered across the ground... and Michonne.
He looked down at Michonne and began to smirk.
"What?" Michonne asked abruptly. She looked at her clothing and noticed that she was covered in brain.
"It's not like you haven't been covered in guts before. Grow up." She wiped off bits and piece of brain and stood up, releasing a small grin.
Everything was quiet. Then, Rick heard a faint growling noise. It slowly began to grow...
Michonne looked in the direction of where the first walker originated and saw a mile long horde of monsters.
"Run." The two said simutaneously.
