Clementine ran out the tent. "What's going on?" everyone was scrambling around the memorial, getting supplies and weapons. Clem grabbed her gun from the tent.

She looked to the distance. There had to be at least three hundred walkers heading right to them. Luke ran up to her.

"We have to go now clem! Grab your stuff and follow me!" Luke ordered. Clem nodded and grabbed anything she they could find sarah and rebecca.

Everyone ran out the back of the memorial, killing any walkers in their way. The escape got worse though, as hundreds of walkers surrounded them.

The group panicked. Most people split up, running their own ways. Clementine tried to stay with anyone in the group, but eventually everyone was lost in the herd. It was howe's all over again.

Clem ran into the forest, putting rounds in walker heads every now and then. She needed somewhere to hide out, everything was happening so fast. At least she had supplies, maybe she wouldn't die a horrible, painful death in the middle of the woods.

Clementine couldn't help thinking of christa while trudging through the woods. After all, the two of them spent most of their time in the woods. She couldn't think about that at the moment. She had to do what christa taught her best. Surviving.

The least clem could do at this point was find a shelter. " maybe the cabin?" she thought out loud, referring to the cabin her and nick found earlier. No way she would get there without running into walker, as she was pretty sure it was miles in the exact other direction she was walking.

She kept walking through the grass and trees, as the sun started to set. Too bad she couldn't see it. Lee used to always show her sunsets.

While she was walking, she thought about kenny. Felt bad for inflicting any mental harm on kenny, and just hoped that he didn't do anything reckless because of what she did. After all, kenny cared for her the longest, even if he was a major jerk sometimes. Maybe she did overreact, not thinking about the consequences of her actions. Lee wouldn't want her to that.

Luck was Clem's side once again. It seemed to be the only reason she lived this long, while everyone else died around her. The luck came in the form of shelter, a small, manmade, treehouse. Just like her old treehouse. She hated that treehouse. "Better than nothing" she murmured.

She climbed up the wood ladder, hoping a walker wouldn't pop out and tear her face off. From outside, the treehouse looked like a great value version of her old treehouse. She wasn't going to complain though.

As she walked up and peered through the entrance of the small, wood treehouse. Something didn't look right. Someone has been there, for sure. Most likely not that long ago. As she walked in, she was amazed by how much nicer it looked inside. Food, medical supplies, the works.

As she looked through the supplies, she got the weird feeling she was being watched. She slowly pulled her gun out.

" put the gun down, little girl." the voice wasn't of anyone she knew, sounding slightly southern. She turned around to see a hooded man aiming a crossbow right at her. She dropped her weapon.

"What are you doing here?" the man asked.

"I lost my group. I just need some food and somewhere to rest, I don't want any trouble.

The man scanned Clementine. She was only a little girl, he doubted she would kill him in his sleep. "Hmm. guess not. Names Jason."

"I'm Clementine."

"Sorry about the crossbow clementine. Never know who you can trust these days. You said you needed some food? I was just gonna make some. You're welcome to have some." he left the treehouse and went to a nearby fireplace. Clementine picked up her gun and followed him to the fireplace.

"I hope you like soup, because that's pretty much all I have." Jason said. Clementine shrugged. She was pretty hungry. "Go ahead take a seat Clementine."

Clementine sat down in near the fireplace, and grabbed a wooden bowl that jason handed her. She filled it up with soup, and digged in.

"You said you had a group Clementine? Where are they?"

"I don't know, a herd came by our camp and I lost them. I hope none of them died. have you seen any people?"

"No, sorry. No one came around here except walkers and you."

"Do you have a group?" clem asked.

"My parents but they're well, you know. Long story short i've been traveling for a while, looking for a place called Wellington. Have you heard of it?"

"Some people in my group are trying to go there. You should come with me."

Jason wasn't so sure. "I don't know about that. Sometimes being alone is safer."

Clementine shrugged. She needed someone to watch her back while she found her group. "Please?"

It's hard to say no to an eleven year old, even in the apocalypse. "We'll see. You seem like you can handle yourself."

The sun finished setting, and soon enough the only light source was a fireplace. Clementine had to finish her soup eventually.

The good time that the two were having changed rather quickly, as a large herd of walkers came towards them.

The paired held them off as long as they could until there was just too many. Jason decided to make a risky decision to save his camp and clementine.

"Go clementine! I have an idea."

At first clementine didn't leave, but after enough convincing, she trusted that Jason could make it out alive. She ran the other way and watched as Jason held off the walkers, then ran in a different direction. She didn't know for sure, but clem had the feeling he survived. Maybe she would see him again, whenever she goes to wellington.

After walking alone again for a while, clem saw lights and a fire. A pretty large camp. Hopefully one with her group in it.

Review for a free iphone 4. oh and shoutouts to JJChadler because without his character I would have like no ideas at all. also I probably won't update this everyday because i'm out of ideas and stuff.