At some point during his 'watch', Duck had fallen asleep. He woke up the next morning stretching his arms and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He looked around and was surprised to see Clementine and AJ weren't around. They must've left without him. Just as Duck was about to stand up, he noticed two sheets of papers with different drawings laying in front of him.

It confused him at first until he remembered it was he that drew them to pass the time last night. He inspected the drawings. One was of Batman and Robin, while the other one was Superman fighting Goku.

Duck chuckled as he put the drawings down and got up to leave. He bumped into Marlon not long afterward.

''Marlon.'' He greeted.

''You're finally awake.'' Marlon said.

''Yeah, sorry. Guess I was really tired.''

''After a day like yesterday, can't say I blame you.''

He told Duck to follow him to his office, which Marlon explained was previously the headmasters' office until he and several other adults left the children to fend for themselves when the apocalypse started.

''Have you seen Clementine and AJ?'' Duck asked him.

''They went hunting with Louis and Aasim. I'm afraid you just missed 'em.''

''They left without me?'' He felt a little upset that they did that.

''Yeah. Clem told me you needed to rest,'' Marlon said. ''Violet and Brody are leaving to go spearfishing in a few minutes. If you're feeling up for it I'm sure they could use an extra pair of hands.''

Duck understood he needed to pull his weight around here if he wanted to stay. ''Sounds good. I'll go find them.''

''Wait,'' Marlon stopped him and gave a serious look. ''I'm not gonna sugar-coat it, our food shortage is a serious problem. Now with you, Clem, and AJ here that means more mouths we need to feed. Hopefully, you can help feed the rest.''

Duck remembered Marlon and Aasim arguing about there being too little food to hunt the previous night. At least Marlon was taking the issue seriously.

''You don't have to worry. We'll do our best.'' He said honestly.

Marlon smiled at that.

''That's what I like to hear. You should get going. Vi and Brody might leave any minute now.''

Duck went outside the school and spotted the two girls making heading to the gate. He rushed over and caught up to them.

''Hey guys!'' He called, getting them to stop. ''Marlon said you were going finishing. Mind if I tag along?''

''Shouldn't you be with Clem and AJ?'' Violet asked. ''No offense but you three seem to stick to together like glue.''

''They left earlier to hunt with Aasim and Louis.''

Brody smiled. ''Well, you're more than welcome to come with. The more, the merrier. Right?''

''Right.'' Violet replied with a little less enthusiasm.

The three left the safe confines of the boarding school and into the forest. They didn't need to fear any threats from walkers since the area was cleared out the previous night. Ducks still kept his eyes peeled and his ears open. Years of wandering and scavenging taught him to never let his guard down when out in the open. But the peace around made him relax a little.

''You know, I wish we could all go on a road trip together.'' Brody said suddenly.

Violet scoffed. ''Why bother? It's not like there's anything worth seeing anymore.''

''I'm sure there's plenty of stuff to see,'' Brody disagreed and turned to Duck. ''You've out on the road awhile, right Duck? Maybe you and Clem could show us around.''

''I don't know,'' Duck said. ''The last working car around is probably still up in smoke. But why would you want to leave the school anyway? It's safe.''

''It's just that there's a lot of other places out there.'' Brody said.

''Yeah, with a lot of walkers.'' Violet added.

''Buzzkill.''

After a while, the shack they used to store fishing equipment came into view. They passed by a rusty pickup truck that's seen better days.

Brody stopped and examined it. ''I wish this old rust bucket was still working. We could all just hop in start driving. Maybe even take turns.''

''Where would we even go?'' Duck asked.

''Anywhere,'' She replied. ''Where would you want to go?''

Duck gave the question some thought. When he was little, almost every weekend, he and his parents would go to different beaches. He had a lot of fond memories of those days and just thinking about them brought a smile to his lips.

''The coast. Give me a warm, sunny beach any day.''

''That sounds nice.'' Brody smiled. ''I prefer driving up those mountains with the long winding roads. I bet you could see the whole world from the top.''

''Hey! We've got shit to do so can you two quit it with the chit-chatting?'' Vi said impatiently.

Brody's smile faded. ''She's right. We got spears inside the shack.''

Duck followed her while Violet said she'd wait outside. The inside of the shack wasn't exactly tidy. Boxes and chair laid around the place, vegetation was growing inside, and writing on the walls similar to the boarding school.

''Hey, about Vi...'' Brody started. ''I'm sorry if she's being a little mean. It's my fault.''

''Your fault? How?'' Duck asked, confused. He had noticed Violet's attitude towards the other girl but didn't want to say anything about it.

''I was there when those walkers killed Sophie and Minnie. Vi was really close to them and...I think she blames me for what happened to them.''

''Damn. That's...really fucked up.'' Was all Duck felt he could say.

Brody let out a humorless chuckle. ''Yeah, it is. We all used to be such good friends. I was the one who had to break the news to her. And ever since I did, she's become distant.'' She then gave a nervous look. ''I'd hate to ask this of you. But do you think you could...talk to her? See how she feels about me?''

Duck felt torn. Part of him thought it would be best to not get involved between the two, but another part wanted to help fix their friendship. With a sigh, he made his decision.

''I'll try.'' He said.

''Really? That's great!'' Brody's eyes lit up. ''Thanks, Duck.''

They found the spears and went back outside. Duck and Violet stood by the stream while Brody went to fish further up. Duck could see a few fish swimming just below the surface. He just hoped he could actually catch one with a spear.

''You ever do this before?'' Violet asked him.

Duck shook his head. ''No. But I'm pretty good with a fishing pole if you got any of those lying around.''

''Sorry, you'll just have to make do with what you got. At least the fish are swimming against the current. That'll make 'em easier targets.''

He waited patiently, spear raised and ready to strike. A lone fish slowed down almost to a stop, Duck stabbed at it and was happy to see he caught it. Beside him, Violet also got lucky and caught a fish of her own. They put their catches into a metal bucket behind them.

''Heads up, guys, the hauls not looking that great!'' Brody called.

''God,'' Violet groaned. ''Sometimes she can really get on my nerves. 'I wish we could all go on a road trip together'. She's just so...ugh.''

Duck decided maybe now was the time to talk to her. ''She stills feels guilty, you know?'' He said.

''About what?'' Violet frowned at him.

''About happened to the twins.''

She looked surprised at the mention of them.

''Is that what she told you?''

''More or less,'' Duck replied. ''She also thinks you blame her for what happened to them.''

''I don't blame her. I blame myself,'' Violet sighed and put her spear down. ''I was supposed to be out with the twins that day. Instead, I wanted to work in the greenhouse so I asked Brody to cover for me. But then...''

''So you think you being with them instead would've changed things?'' Duck asked.

''I don't know. Maybe?''

''I know how you feel. There's plenty of things I wish could've gone differently,'' Duck immediately thought about the attack on the Motor Inn, when his mother shielded him from the walker. ''But I can't change of any of that, and neither can you. All we can do is move forward. While we still can.''

''I don't know how to. It's like...every time I'm around her, I'm always reminded about who we lost.'' Violet said softly.

''Maybe just talk to Brody about it. It's not good to keep stuff like that bottled up.''

Violet stared at the stream, probably thinking about what Duck had said. Neither of them talked for a while after that. Best to focus on the task at hand. The fish were swimming faster and were getting harder to catch. When they decided to call it a day, they only managed to catch five fish. Brody returned from her fishing spot.

''You guys catch anything?'' She asked.

Violet nodded. ''We caught some, but not a lot.''

''I didn't get anything. Let's catch up with Louis and the others. See if they had any better luck.''

After putting spears back in the shack, the three started to head back into the forest.

''The Grand Canyon.'' Violet said.

''What?"' Brody looked at her, confused.

''That's where I'd go. If we ever took a road trip together.''

Brody blinked, then smiled. ''Yeah. that would be cool.''

Once Violet was ahead of them, Brody whispered a ''Thanks'' to Duck. Who couldn't help but smile as well for helping out.

Along the way, Duck noticed several of the snares the kids at the school set up to catch rabbits and squirrels. They should've come across the others by now but none of them were anywhere to be seen.

''What the hell?'' Violet said as they came upon one of the snares. The rope looked as though it had been cut.

''What's wrong?'' Duck asked.

''Someone sabotaged this. This isn't good.'' She said.

''Aasim! Louis!'' Brody called out but got no response.

''Clementine! AJ!'' Duck yelled but got the same result. He was starting to worry.

''Spread out. See if we can find them.'' Violet said and headed straight.

Brody went a different direction and so did Duck. He noticed an empty snare with blood close to it. But something else caught his eye. He knelt down and noticed there was a used cigarette butt lying on a small rock.

''What the...?'' Duck picked it and took a closer look. It wasn't a normal cigarette but was made of rolled up pages from a book. A bible to be more specific.

He put it in his pocket and got up to inspect the other traps for more clues. There was one a walker dangling upside down with a sharp stick through its mouth. Duck called the others to come and look and both were shocked at what he found.

''Well, we didn't kill this one. We wouldn't have left it hanging.'' Violet said.

''I found this by one of your traps,'' Duck showed them the cigarette butt. ''Anybody in your group smoke?''

Brody was quiet but Violet shook her head. ''Nope. There's nothing to smoke.''

''Who's this unlucky fella?'' The three of them almost jumped when Aasim's voice came from behind them.

He showed up Louis. Clementine and AJ arrived shortly after.

''There you guys are.'' Duck said, relieved.

''Where the hell have you been?'' Violet asked.

''Checking the nearby traps,'' Aasim answered. ''The ones that were all sprung are empty. All the rest are broken.''

''Someone robbed us?'' Brody gasped, she started walking around and mumbling to herself. ''Fuck that's...fuck...fuck!''

''Hey, easy. We'll still find food to get us through the-'' Clementine tried to calm her down but got cut off.

''That's not what I'm worried about!'' She snapped.

''Brody, just chill.'' Violet said

Brody took a deep breath. ''I have to tell Marlon about this.''

''We still need food. You know, to live? We definitely don't have enough here.'' Louis said.

''You guys figure it out.'' She said and angrily stormed off.

''What was that all about?'' Duck asked, completely shocked by Brody's sudden outburst.

''She has these panic attacks every time she's really freaked out about something. It rarely happens though.'' Violet explained.

''I'll take what food we have back to school. Maybe we can ration out something.'' Aasim said as he took the bucket of fish and the dead rabbit he caught earlier and followed Brody.

''So what are we supposed to do? Eat rocks?'' Louis asked with his arm crossed.

''You can't rocks.'' AJ stated.

''I'm aware.''

Clementine pulled out a folded map from her pocket and looked at it for a minute.

''The train station. It's not too far from here.'' She said.

''You wanna go there? Why?'' Duck asked.

''You saw how much food there was.''

''Yeah, blown up. And even some survived, the place is probably crowded with walkers now.''

''We really don't have many options right now.''

Duck said nothing more. They really didn't.

''The train station? That's outside the safe zone.'' Violet said.

''It's either that or we could starve.''

Violet looked to Louis, who simply shrugged. She let out a sigh.

''Fuck it. Let's go.''

The sun had gone down by the time the group reached the train station. The sounds of walkers were getting louder the closer they got.

''We're gonna die.'' Louis muttered.

''Thanks for the vote confidence, Lou.'' Violet rolled her eyes.

''Clem, maybe and I should take a closer look.'' Duck said.

Clementine nodded and the two made their way to the front of the train, careful not make any noise or be spotted. A group of walkers, fifteen by the looks of it, was all that stood between them and the station.

''Think we can take them?'' Clementine asked.

''Too many. And it doesn't look like there's any way to sneak past.'' Duck replied. He mentally cursed himself for leaving his crossbow at the school but was glad he at least had enough sense to bring his knife along.

''Distraction?''

''Distraction.''

Satisfied, the two returned to the group.

''So what's the plan?'' Louis asked.

Clementine told them, ''The noise from that bell could draw a lot of walkers. If one us of us climbs up there and starts ringing it...''

''Louis. I vote Louis.'' Violet said quickly.

Louis was none too pleased. ''Can I make an alternate suggestion?''

''I'll do it.'' Duck volunteered.

''Wait! Let me come with you,'' Louis insisted. ''You know, watch your back?''

Duck didn't feel like wasting time arguing so he just agreed. He told Clementine and the rest to wait while until he and Louis were in position before leaving. Louis grabbed the old bell along the way. When they reached the cart, Duck boosted Louis up, who in return helped him climb up.

Once in position, the two boys began making as much noise as humanly possible. Louis once again finding time to taunt and crack jokes at the walkers expense. Either way, it got their attention and the others were able to make it safely into the station.

''They're inside. All we gotta do now is wait.'' Duck said.

''At least we got some company.'' Louis gestured to the group of walkers below, still trying to get their hands on the two.

A minute passed and Louis spoke again.

''Hey, um, I know this probably isn't the best of times but...'' He said nervously. ''About what happened last night, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have asked been stupid and ask that question.''

''It's fine.'' Duck said.

''Really?''

''Really. Water under the bridge.''

Louis smiled, relieved that his apology was accepted. Time went by and the others still haven't come back. Duck didn't like it one bit. He was ready to jump down and rush to their aid if he heard just the slightest sound trouble. Not caring much about the walkers below him.

''What's taking them so long?'' Louis echoed both their thoughts.

Just then, a single person sprinted out of the building. But it wasn't one of their friends, that much was apparent. It was an adult male carrying a large duffel bag in hand and something small in other, a gun.

''Who the fuck is-'' Duck didn't get a chance to finish when he saw the Clementine, AJ, and Violet finally rush out of the building.

The two boys wasted no time and jumped down on the opposite side to meet up with them. A few walkers got in the way but they were quickly dispatched.

''What happened in there?'' Duck asked them.

''I'll explain later!'' Clementine said and they sprinted in the direction of the boarding school. Leaving the train station and the walkers behind with them.

When they were finally in the clear, Clementine explained everything to them. They had gotten all the intact food out when a man named Abel confronted them a gun. He took a bag of food from them and left.

''He had these different colored eyes and smoked these weird cigarettes.'' She added.

That last part caught Ducks interest.

''Cigarettes? I found one by the snares.'' He took out the cigarette from earlier and showed it to her. Clementine confirmed it was the same type.

''Must be the same guy that screwed with the traps.''

Duck didn't like the fact that this Abel threatened the two people he cared about with a gun and was still out there somewhere.

That bastard better pray we don't cross paths. Or I'm gonna show him what happens when someone screws with my family.