Clyde tried to round up the remaining survivors. He wanted to get them moving. Jules was panicked. She was too afraid to do anything. Paul wasn't getting through to her in conversation and Clyde constant yelling wasn't helping. Clementine kept her eyes on the enemy. She noticed they were getting closer. The barks of the dogs getting louder. She knew it was only a matter of time before they were found.
Clementine: Paul leave her. She's weight. If we let her weigh us down we all die.
Clyde: Clementine!
Clementine: I'm speaking from experience. The kind thing to do is to let her die on her own terms.
Jules: I don't want to die! I'm not ready to die.
Jules began weeping into Paul's chest.
Clementine: I know what I'm talking about. I met another girl like her who I risked my life trying to save. She was useless and in the end she died. When she was ready to die I saved her. When she was willing to carry on she died. Jules is just like her. We have to leave her. If we don't we'll die with her.
Paul: I'm not leaving her.
Clyde: Clementine. I… I don't know what to do.
Clementine looked back at the enemy. It wouldn't be too much longer before they were found. Clementine could even hear the shouts of the men and make out what they were saying.
Bandit: I think I see them!
Clementine: We're leaving now.
Clementine reached into the car and grabbed AJ's diaper bag.
Clementine: Clyde, we're leaving.
Upon leaving, Clementine paused to look at Paul.
Paul: Do what you need to do.
Clyde and Clementine ran deeper into the forest unsure of what they would find. The more they ran the more Walkers they seen. They had been drawn by the car crash, loud men, and angry dogs. Neither Clementine nor Clyde was able to defend themselves because of the people they carried. The more they ran the more the forest seemed to expand. As the path grew narrow the more Clementine wished Paul was there to protect them.
Clementine ran toward the town hoping she would make it. Hoping that it wasn't occupied by the bandits. However, the Walkers were more drawn toward Clementine than Clyde because of the screaming baby in her hands. Clyde saw where she was trying to go and followed behind. He was trapped however by a wall of Walkers. As he turned around and searched for another way Amber began to come to. As she awoke she saw the Walkers surrounding her. She panicked and let out a loud scream. That ear popping scream staggered Clyde and drew all of the Walkers off of Clementine and onto Clyde and Amber. The two were without a gun. The only weapon they had for defense was Clyde's hacksaw. Clyde began cleaving Walkers as Amber climbed a tree. Once she was at a safe height she let down her arm. Clyde pushed Walkers aside and kicked them away to make himself climbing room. He grabbed her hand and was pulled to a high branch without a scratch.
Clyde: Clementine! You have to help us! If you don't we'll die.
Amber: Oh my god, Oh my god! Clem! Help!
Clyde: Do something! I don't know what! But find some way to get us out of here!
Clementine watched as they were being surrounded. She too was without a gun, but she knew there were ways to gain a Walkers attention. She could distract them. She thought about it, but then she looked at Alvin Jr. His face was red from continuous screaming. His screams were as a screech. His throat was drying up. The way into the town was clear. She could let out a loud scream of her own and then make a run for it. Clementine gave the thought some consideration, but her decision came too late. The bandits had let the dogs off the chain.
The dogs were the deciding factor. These dogs were not hungry for the undead, they thirst for the living. Many of them barked at Clyde and Amber from under the tree and were eaten by Walkers, but a few set their teeth at Clementine.
Clementine was given no choice but to run. As fast as she ran she wasn't able to outrun a dog. One dog leaped at her back attacking with its teeth. Clementine fell on top of Alvin Jr. Before she fell she tried to cushion the fall with strange body reactions and by placing one hand in front of her. She quickly turned around and caught eye of another dog leaping at her. Clementine kicked him in his mouth. The dog that knocked her to the ground attacked her again and this time he bit her side. Clementine tried to ignore the pain and carry on with the dog attached to her side.
Clementine approached the town and was pleased to see it was relatively empty. Walkers roamed the streets, but that wasn't unusual. It wasn't a hoard of them, no more than ten. Clementine ran toward the closest building in sight. The dog released its teeth from Clementine to attack again. The moment its teeth came out of Clementine she was felt a great relief. Clementine knew she wasn't going to make it to the building before the dog bit her again. She knew if she was going to make it she was going to need to fight back.
As she ran Clementine looked over her shoulder. The moment the dog was close enough she turned around quickly to punch it and to turn back around. She was successful in pulling this off once, but the dog was not finished. It charged for another attack. Clementine made it to the door before the dog could reach her, but it was locked. Clementine panicked and ran right. She was quick enough that when the dog lunged itself at her it hit the door. Clementine scooped up a rock she saw while running and through it at the window. The dog had paused before its next attack to growl at Clementine. Clementine stared back at it, but fearfully. As the two had their standoff thoughts ran through Clementine's head. She thought to herself that the only option left would be to jump through the tiny hole she created in the window. Jump through it and hope that it breaks and hope neither her nor Alvin Jr. gets any cut. It was risky and it was stupid. But it was the only solution she could think of.
The split second decision ended with Clementine diving through the window head first with her body curled in a way that would protect around Alvin Jr. from the glass. The dog missed her but was quick to turn around and follow her through the window. Clementine got to her feet as soon as she could. Realizing that what she was in was a motel she unlocked the front door and escaped. The dog had lost all interest in her after stepping on glass and cutting its feet.
The motel room next to the one she jumped through was unlocked. The room was near pitch black. Clementine laid Alvin Jr. on the bed and looked inside the diaper bag for a flashlight. Once she found it she lifted up her shirt to see the bite. It was deep, but it wasn't too bad. The dog was not able to bite her with all of its teeth. It only bit off some flesh. Alvin Jr. screams was her next concern. She looked inside of the diaper bag and grabbed him his bottle, a water bottle and formula. Once the bottle was made she lifted him up straight and gave it to him.
Clementine: AJ are you hungry? Take this.
Alvin Jr. would not take it. Clementine tried to put it in his mouth but he would not drink it. The Walkers outside were being drawn by the screams. Clementine was tired and she wasn't feeling to well. She closed the curtains and picked up Alvin Jr. She took the bottle and tried to feed him with him in her hands. Being in her hands he accepted the bottle. He even picked it up and began drinking without her help. Regardless Walkers began pounding on the door and glass. Clementine was defenseless and she wasn't physically able to do anything about them. Clementine walked into the kitchen with Alvin Jr. and found a sharp knife.
Once armed she walked to the bathroom and closed the door. She looked for a lock but there was none. She flashed the tub with the flashlight and it was empty. A little rusty, but dry and empty. She got into it with Alvin Jr. in hand. In the tub she cut the cloth around her shirt to wrap her wound. When she finished she placed the knife on the bathroom floor. Clementine closed her eyes and dozed off.