She covered her face with her hands. Horror, shock, despair, anger, they all rocked her mind all at once as she dropped to the ground. Carol saw the ruins of the prison. She could see the walls caving in, the fire, and the walkers that now covered the entire field.
But she couldn't let her guard down. She got up off the ground, pulled out her knife and scanned the area. She could see a familiar body nearby. She teared up yet again as she approached Hershel's headless body. He had already been put down. She looked around for a sign, any sign, that someone had made it. Lizzie or Mika, Daryl, Rick, anyone. Then she saw it.
A small flower lay on the ground. She picked it up to get a closer look. She smiled, and wept tears of joy, for she knew that Lizzie had made it.
(Cue Opening Credits)
Glenn sat on the moving bus, staring at Darren. He told him to wait, and he grabbed the wheel and left Maggie and the others behind. "Stop the bus." He muttered. But he remained ignored. "I said, STOP THE DAMN BUS!"
"If we go back, we'll die." Jeanette said.
"Last time I checked, I was still a member of the council. The only member on this ride. I'm in charge, and I say we stop the bus, and then turn it right back around."
"Look, man, anyone who made it would have left by now." Darren said calmly.
"We can still go look for them! I'm not leaving Maggie! And if you won't turn around, then stop the bus, because I'm not leaving my family behind!"
"Glenn-" Jeanette was interrupted from comforting him when a scream was heard. Someone in the back of the bus had turned and was biting into someone's neck.
A woman stabbed the walker with a knife and Glenn shouted "Everyone remain calm!"
Darren saw a walker and swerved off of the road. Everyone fell over and the bus hit a tree. A large bag slid toward Glenn and hit him in the face, knocking him unconscious.
Two walkers wandered aimlessly in the forest. An arrow went through one's head and the other turned and looked around. Daryl was reloading his crossbow while speaking with Beth. "You got this one?" He asked while the lone walker approached them.
"Yeah." She replied. Beth pulled one of Daryl's arrows from his quiver, ran up to the walker, and drove it into its skull. She tried to pull the arrow out, but it was stuck. She set the walker down and used both of her hands to pull the arrow out.
"Good job." Daryl said as he pulled the other arrow out of the walker he had killed. "I'll teach you how to use this thing next time we run into one."
"Okay." She said simply. Daryl could see that Beth didn't want to speak. It didn't seem like she had quite processed what had just happened.
"You alright?" He asked.
"Yeah." She replied, her eyes still showing hollowness.
"We should keep movin'. There must be a town or somethin' nearby." Daryl said.
Another walker appeared and started shambling toward them. Daryl handed his crossbow to Beth. "You got this." He assured her. Beth raised it up and aimed at the walker. She hadn't even fired a gun in several months before the assault on the prison. She had never used a crossbow before. She took a deep breath, steadied her aim, and fired.
The walker fell to the ground and Daryl patted Beth on the back. "We gonna' have to find another bow for you."
Maggie scanned the area. "You said this was safe?" She questioned Sasha.
"I said it had meds for Bob." She replied.
"Sasha needs 'em, too." Bob said.
They looked upon the destroyed Big Sp!t and saw that walkers had covered the entire area after the accident. "How much ammo we got?" Bob asked.
"Not enough for this." Sasha said. "Me and Daryl were keeping track of it. We were already. running low before the attack. Now...we might as well be empty."
"Save your bullets for the close calls." Maggie said.
"For other things, too." Bob said. Maggie and Sasha both looked at him, worried.
"I'll run in, grab some things out of the tents, and get right out." Sasha said.
"No." Maggie stopped her.
"We have to get those meds, and any ammo-"
"You're sick, Sasha. Bob is shot. I'm quick on my feet. Don't worry." Maggie assured her.
Sasha hesitated. "Fine." She said. "But I'm not just gonna' stand by. I'll lay down some cover fire from here."
"Here." Maggie said as she handed Sasha her rifle and pulled out her pistol.
Bob pulled out his gun, but Sasha stopped him. "You need to rest. I'll watch Maggie, you just watch my back and make sure nothing gets too close."
Sasha raised her rifle as Maggie walked out into the open. She broke out into a run, pushing any walker over that stood in her way. Two walkers attacked her from both sides. Maggie shot one while Sasha got the other from afar. The rest of the horde took notice.
"Shit." Maggie said before entering through the fence. Sasha began shooting at every walker in the area. Bob stood up and looked around. Walkers in the surrounding forest were beginning to encroach on them.
"Sasha."
"I know." She said. "Just wait for Maggie."
Maggie ran to the first tent she saw. She looked around and saw nothing useful. She ran back out to see walkers pouring in through the fence, coming for her.
Glenn awoke in a daze. Everything was spinning, and he could hear the sound of chewing and ripping. His sight returned to him and he was horrified by the sight in front of him. Everyone on the bus appeared to be dead, and the walkers had taken notice.
He analyzed the situation. At least a dozen walkers were between him and the back door, and all he had was his knife. He took a deep breath and prepared himself.
Maggie ran to the tent on the other side of the lot. It appeared to be larger, and she knew she could work her way back this way, rather than getting caught in a corner. She looked inside and found a box labeled "AMMO."
Maggie smiled and opened it. She grabbed the bullets needed and loaded her pistol. She walked back outside and looked back to the way she came from. She raised her gun and took a deep breath as the herd approached.
Glenn heaved as he pulled himself up from the floor. It was only then that he noticed the dried blood on his head. The walkers started to notice him. He sunk his blade into the one nearest to him.
Maggie fired all her shots and realized she wasn't even making a dent. "Sasha! Bob!" She shouted. "Get to the other side of the fence!"
She ran back inside the tent and grabbed the ammo box. She looked around and found a small map that displayed the set-up of camp. The meds tent was two over. She turned to see the walkers entering the tent.
Glenn had killed two of the walkers, but many remained, and they were all aware of his presence now. He lunged at the next walker and stabbed it in the head. Two more came at him, and he fell back, and slid.
Glenn hit the front of the bus with a thud. Darren's corpse came to life then and looked over at Glenn. He huffed in terror as the walker fell from the driver's seat and onto him, the other walkers inches away.
Maggie pointed her gun and pulled the trigger, but it was empty. "Shit!" She exclaimed before panicking and searching desperately for another weapon. She looked under the table and found a single grenade laying on the ground.
But it was too late. The walkers began to pile on top of her. She kicked, squirmed, screamed, and managed to get them off of her. She crawled away and heard gunshots coming from outside.
Glenn plunged his knife into Darren's undead head, and looked around once more for a solution as the walkers started piling on top of Glenn. He could feel the weight of the walkers crushing him. "I'm sorry, Maggie." He whispered. But the sound of footsteps was heard, and a gunshot was fired. Then another, and another. Glenn let himself go and fainted.
Maggie pulled the grenade and threw it into the horde. A large explosion occurred, and blood splattered everywhere. "Maggie, you okay?!" She heard Sasha call out to her.
There was no response.
"Stay here." Sasha said to Bob as she began to climb over the fence. She ran over to the tent, raised her rifle at the two remaining walkers, and pulled the trigger. But just as Maggie was before, she was out of ammo. "Dammit."
Sasha ran up to the first walker and knocked it over with a swift punch to the chest. She stomped its head into the asphalt and used the butt of her rifle to knock the next one over. She crushed its skull with her rifle and walked into the tent. "Maggie!" She exclaimed as she ran over to her.
"The ammo's over there. The meds are a couple of tents over. Just go." Maggie said.
"What are you talking about?" Sasha asked, worried. Maggie, with twinkle of hatred and regret in her eyes, held up her wrist. Sasha wept a tear at the sight of Maggie's bite.
Daryl and Beth had been trekking all day long and the sun was going down. They finally reached their destination: the final resting place of Merle Dixon.
Daryl looked around and angrily kicked the grain bin with a shout. "Daryl." Beth tried to calm him down.
"They should be here!" He cried out.
"There are other places. They could have met up at any place we had been to before. We can keep looking tomorrow-"
"You know they're already gone. That's what we've always done...assumed the worst, left people behind..."
"Maybe they did. But we're survivors. We'll find a place. Maybe we'll find them. But for right now, we need to find a place to stay."
Daryl gave Beth a look. He had worried after Zack's death that Beth may have become cold and unstable. But it wasn't that at all. She had just toughened up. "We'll backtrack to that apartment complex a few miles back." He said.
Beth looked around. "This is where Merle died, isn't it?" She asked.
"Yeah..." Daryl had returned to bury him along with Sasha, Glenn, Carol, and Hershel some time ago. It was their first official council meeting.
"I never came to pay my respects." Beth said.
Daryl paced around, trying to hold in the various emotions rocking him. He pointed to his right and said, "It's over there."
Beth walked for a little bit and found the cross sticking out of the ground with some rocks circling the spot. A walker saw Beth and began to shamble toward her. Merle's bayonet lay next to the grave. "Go ahead and take it. Merle don't need it no more." Daryl told her as he walked up.
Beth picked it up and approached the walker, and then sunk the blade into its head.
Tyreese, Lizzie, Mika, and the rest of the children had been walking aimlessly through the forest all day. The occasional walker or two would wander by, but they were no match for Tyreese's hammer. "Mr. Tyreese, how much farther?" Mika asked.
"I don't know, Mika, I don't know."
"Where are we even going?" Lizzie asked.
Tyreese stopped dead in his tracks and shook his head. "I was just...I was just hopin' we'd run into somebody by now."
"You mean we have no where to go? It's almost nighttime!" Lizzie exclaimed.
"You do have somewhere to go." They heard a familiar voice behind them. They all turned to see Carol. Carol shed a tear of relief.
The kids made it. That's all that matters. She thought.
They ran to her and gave her a hug. She then heard the sound of crying. And then she saw her.
There, in Mika's arms, lay Judith. "Oh my God, you saved her!" Carol said as she wrapped her arms around the children.
Tyreese smiled at the happy sight. Carol looked up to see him, and then remembered. Her smile faded and she stood back up. "I have a place set up not too far from here." She told them.
"You already got a place set up?" Tyreese asked.
"It's been a couple of days..."
"What are you talking about? That attack just happened this morning."
"Did you not realize I was gone?" Carol asked. "What did Rick tell you when he got back?"
"All hell broke loose at the prison last night." Lizzie said. "Then the Governor attacked this morning. Where were you?"
"Rick and I were separated on the supply run." Carol said.
"Why didn't he say anything?" Tyreese asked.
"I guess he was just...preoccupied." Carol said simply. She would figure out how to handle this later.
Glenn woke up abruptly and looked around as he grabbed his knife. "Woah, woah, slow down there!" The woman said. He was in an RV.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"My name's Tara." She said. "Me and my sister found you in a pretty tight spot. What's your name?"
"Glenn." He told her. "Have you seen anyone else? Did anyone else on that bus survive?"
"No, I'm sorry. You were the only one, and you don't seem to be in good shape, either. We checked you for bites, but you're clean. You do have a pretty nasty crack on your head, though."
"Where are we right now?"
"Our former camp. We figured we could stay here one more night before setting off."
"You keep talking about your sister. Where is she?"
"She's keeping watch on the roof. We've been through some serious shit lately. I just lost my niece. HER daughter. There's no sign of my girlfriend either..."
"I'm so sorry..."
"It's okay. You've been through a lot more than we have, I'm sure. You came from that prison, right?"
Glenn's eyes widened. "How did you-"
"We were with him. The bastard lied to us, said you were all rapists and killers and shit. Then he...he-"
"He what?!"
"He cut off that guy's head...and I can't get that image out of my head."
"What guy?" Glenn said as he started tearing up.
"Old guy. Had a beard. Real Santa-type, y'know? It was terrible..."
Glenn burst into tears and Tara found herself comforting him.
Then they heard a knock on the door. "'The hell?" Tara asked.
"Hello? We're looking for a place to stay the night. Anybody in there? Hello!" He said as he continued to knock.
Tara grabbed her gun and loaded it. She walked to the door and opened it. She pointed her gun at three people. The man in front wore camouflage and had a distinct mustache. The man behind him had a suspicious look to him, and a mullet. The woman was a very attractive Latina holding a machete on her shoulder. Tara nearly drooled at the very sight of her.
"So...can we come in or are you just going to stand there gawking?" The man with the mullet asked.
"BOB!" Sasha called out in a panic. "You're gonna be fine, Maggie." She said as she laid her down. "Bob, hurry the hell up! Find something sharp!"
Maggie began reflecting. "I just got so used to wearing the suit...I forgot how dangerous they were in a big group. Tell Glenn and Beth...that I love them..."
Sasha heard groaning coming from outside the tent. She loaded Maggie's pistol and aimed at the tent flaps. A walker walked in but a gunshot quickly took it down. Bob ran past it.
"Where's the sharp object?!" Sasha shouted.
"Don't need one." Bob said as he opened the ammo box and pulled out a bullet. He opened it up and ordered Sasha to hold Maggie down.
"What are you doing?" She questioned him.
"Just do it, dammit!" Bob exclaimed as he poured the gun powder over Maggie's bite. Maggie screamed and squirmed. Bob pulled out his lighter and lit it. "Just relax, Maggie..." He said as he held the flame to her bite.
Maggie had never felt so much pain in her whole life. The fire spread across her wrist quickly and Bob poured water on the affected area.
Maggie fainted and Sasha just sat there in shock. Bob reveled in his head. He might have finally saved someone. But he knew they weren't out of the ballpark yet. "I don't know if you're religious, but if there were a time to pray, it would be now."
(End Credits)
