Nobody says a single word the entire trip to Macon, which is about an hour, until Ohm stops behind Kenny's truck between a liquor store and a hardware store. I get out of the car to see what is wrong, because this place seems deserted, but I know that we're in danger. Kenny and the others in the ruck step out as well, "Kenny, what's the hold up?" Ohm calls out, but not too loudly. The streets are full of empty cars, stores are boarded up, and we haven't seen a single person since we came into town; I wouldn't risk anything either.

"Out of gas." At this, I signal for Delirious and Cartoonz to come out as well before shutting the door and walking over to Pyper and Clementine. Wordlessly, all of us still recovering from the shock at Hershel's farm, we walk down the street in search of help. Or a simple gas station to see if we can siphon some, or push the truck to the destination with all the manpower we have. Just as we're about to turn the corner, I hear Pyper let out a small gasp, so I turn to find myself looking at the Everett's Drugstore. My group all stop in front of the store, inspecting it because some of us know what this is, and Kenny's family continues walking past.

"Look!" Duck calls out, catching all of our attention. We turn around to see him pointing down the road at a person bending behind the car, but I don't think it's a person anymore. If Duck can catch our attention this immediate, then I don't want to imagine the crowd he will draw of zombies. Before any of my group can react, Kenny steps into the clearing to shout at the man with a strong, clear voice.

"Hey there! You friendly? Truck's run out of gas!" Kenny shouts, his voice echoing slightly through the seemingly abandoned street.

"Kenny, I don't think that's a good idea." I speak up, resting a hand on his shoulder, even when he towers over me easily.

"I know what I'm doing." He tells me. He looks at me with father-like eyes, but gasps when he turns to look back at the man, who is no longer bending behind the truck. This time, getting a good look at a sickly pale zombie with a missing eye and a large portion of his mouth missing as well. Behind the truck, two zombies are feasting on a corpse, but we're the next meal on their menu, and the other zombies appearing out of nowhere. Crawling out of cars and alleys, it only takes seconds for zombies to surround us and for the first time since I got here, I feel terrified. I treated this as a game, mostly because I couldn't feel pain from my wound, and it just hit me that we could die. I can share the role of Lee with people from my world, so it wouldn't make a difference if one or more of us are taken out of the picture. "WAAAH!"

"AHHH! NO! NO!" Duck screams as he his tackled to the ground by a zombie that appeared out of nowhere and I clutch Clementine's hand tighter, pushing her deeper into our group. Kenny's quick reactions are not needed as a loud gunshot goes off and the zombie topples lifelessly on Duck and we look behind us to see a woman in office clothes holding a smoking gun. Duck scrambles away from the zombie as the woman fires off more rounds, protecting our group as an Asian man behind the woman yells.

"RUN!" He directs us all into the drugstore before locking the gate with a padlock and closing the main doors. We wait near the front before Katjaa moves to take her son to the stools in the back to get him cleaned up and I join her to see if he has any injuries. She may be a veterinarian, but I think I technically qualify more to deal with human wounds than she does. I put my poncho on the counter and carefully inspect the open areas around his neck to see if he has a bite or scratches. I grab napkins and a water bottle to help clean the blood off just as I hear a woman begin yelling.

"We can't take risks like this!" I look up from my rushed work to see what kind of group we're fighting with now. I count off each character, but my eyes rest on a lone man in the back that doesn't belong in the game and I know he's from my world. He taller than most of the men, but not more than Larry and he has a slim build with average muscles that I can see with his clothes. He has perfectly styled copper blonde hair swept to the right, light skin tone, and beautiful blue eyes that are a bit bloodshot. He doesn't look as if he gets out much, but he seems to still have some slight muscles and he seems is in shape. He is wearing a light blue V-neck shirt with white stripes that has an olive green button jacket covering some of it, regular blue jeans, and black sneakers. He doesn't look much of a fighter, but he would be a good person to send out on runs. Assuming he is fast.

"And we can't just let people die either." Carley defends, standing against Lilly and her father.

"When I say, 'That door stays shut no matter what,' I fucking mean it!" Lilly yells and I dearly hope she doesn't yell any louder or she'll draw in more zombies. I turn my head away from them to focus on cleaning Duck while searching for all and any wounds, but still keep a keen ear. "We don't know who these people are; they could be dangerous!" To be fair, Lilly is making a very good point, and I would do the same if I were in her position. Perhaps not as loud or vulgar though…

"They could've lead them right to us!" Larry backs up and I can hear him the most clearly, even from all the way back here. I hope Cartoonz can handle him well since he is my designated co-leader and he seems the oldest out of us. I know that Larry is going to be pushing our buttons for a while, but I

"Where the hell is your humanity? They would have died out there!" Carley defends and I am grateful for her, even if she should be a bit more cautious. Where is Cartoonz?

"We're not going to hurt you! We are good!" He finally chirps in, but I highly doubt that will suffice Lilly and Larry, especially since Katjaa and I are working to clean off Duck. Larry will do anything to protect his daughter, and if Duck is bitten, then we're all going to be in grave danger. I know Kenny will do the exact same thing for his family and this entire store will become a cross road where my group is a stray and in trouble.

"What's dangerous is a bunch people running outside and drawing attention to us!" Lilly, if you want to not draw attention, the best thing would be to keep quiet right now instead of yelling over each other. Not only did the zombies see where we went, but I'm sure they can hear us as clear as day

"Cartoonz's right. We're just regular folks, but we actually like helping people." Kenny says, trying to be help but it sounds as if he is trying to step up on Lilly.

"You'll have to excuse her." Carley starts. I guess she'll be the mediator in this round.

"The hell he or anyone will!" Lilly seriously has some anger issues she should deal with or this group will not last as long. "This is about survival; do you guys not see what's happening?"

"What's wrong?" I hear Pyper whisper and my ears perk up at the sound of her voice. She's probably talking to someone from our group; perhaps Clementine since the other guys wouldn't interrupt the fight.

"I… I have to pee." Clementine's small voice breaks through and I groan. It must've worried Katjaa because she starts cleaning around the same area as I do. I whisper a quick apology, helping her clean faster since the fight seems to keep growing more heated.

"Hold it a little longer, Kiddo." Pyper replies, still staying quiet enough to not have the fight turn to them.

"They've got kids, Lilly." Glenn's voice breaks the quick silence and he doesn't sound like his TV show character, which is understandable. The Walking Dead TV show and the game used different characters for the voice and such, but it would've been nice to meet Steven Yeun.

"Those things outside don't care." Lilly states and the tension becomes so think I could cut it with a knife, but bringing a knife to party right now would end up with somebody getting injured.

"Maybe you should go join 'em, then! You'll have something in common!" Kenny backfires and I have to admit that it was a good comeback. I am not able to think that quickly.

"Goddamn it, Lilly! You have to control these people!" Shut up Larry. I swear, Cartoonz, you better side with Kenny during this conversation, just because of how rude Larry is being.

"Carley just ran out there!" Lilly defends to her father, and I feel sorry for the witness watching their expressions, even if I can't see them.

"She's a bitch!" Cartoonz states, taking Kenny's side thankfully. We're going to be sticking with Kenny for a majority of the game, so it is good to be on his good side and be loyal. The tension in the atmosphere starts to become suffocating and my heart begins to race faster, making my hands shake. It becomes more difficult to clean off and check Duck, but I push through the pressure.

"That's what it takes." That's what you get when you let your heart win!

"Well you don't have to be a dick."

"Holy shit!" Larry exclaims and I want to smack him for using this language in front of Clementine. The world is ending right now, but I don't want her to pick up any bad habits from these people or even my group. I'll talk with Delirious later. "Son of a bitch! One of them is bitten!" I hear his voice closer and I'm guessing he's looking in our direction finally.

"No he wasn't!" I snap back, turning to Larry with a fierce look and I see the new guy staring at me intensely, but it's comforting.

"Hell he wasn't!" Larry yells, pointing his finger at me. I stand up straight, stopping in helping Duck, and cross my arms to face Larry head on. "We have to handle this now." Larry states, walking over to me, but I guard Duck and Katjaa as Kenny intercepts and stands next to me.

"Over my dead body." Kenny threatens and I feel all eyes watching our every moment, but I don't back down. Larry is not in control of either groups, and he has no right to make such a rash decision when this isn't even his child.

"We'll dig one hole."

"No! I'm cleaning him up! There's no bite! He's fine!" Katjaa defends, but I never turn my eyes away from Larry and his massive ego. I may respect that he is only trying to protect himself and his daughter, but his reasoning is illogical and very abrasive.

"Don't you fucking people get it? We've all seen this happen. We let someone with a bite stay and-and we all end up bitten!" Larry tries to get other people to agree with him, but I think he's probably the only one that would kill a child. I know Kenny would do anything to protect his family, even if he has to kill every person in this room, so I wouldn't test him.

"Shut up." Kenny growls as other people begin to crowd around us. I doubt anybody would intercept this fight though, not when it is this heated.

"We gotta throw him out! Or smash his head in!" Are you kidding me, Larry? Nobody is going to go through with that, especially you.

"KENNY! STOP HIM!" Katjaa frantically screams, the fear in her voice penetrating through my heart and gathering small tears in my eyes. I blink them away, keeping an eye on every single movement Larry makes.

"Sue, what do we do about this guy?" Kenny asks, and I have to make a split second decision for my role as Lee. Side with Kenny, go neutral, or don't side with Kenny.

"Dad, it's just a boy." Lilly starts and I see she is trying to reason with her father, but that is not working. It he can't be reasoned by his own daughter; I don't think anybody will be able to get through to him. "It..." She doesn't get to finish her reasoning as he cuts her off.

"Lilly, I'll handle this." No, you won't.

"Remember your heart, dad, you need to calm down." Lilly reminds him, worry tracing her words and she reminds me of one of my hospital coworkers. "We'll get this kid out of here." Well at least she has a gentler approach, but I don't understand why they can't wait.

"Do what you got to do." I state, implying using force.

"That's what I'm thinking!" Kenny agrees and I don't regret my answer. These people seriously cannot wait to see if Duck is bitten before saying they're going to kill him or throw him to the zombies. I was hoping to have a rational discussion, but I guess you throw that away when the world ends.

"Everyone! CHILL THE FUCK OUT!" Carley intercepts and I can appreciate her. So I glance her way and give her a small smile.

"Nobody is doing anything!" Lilly finally stands up to her father, but she is quickly brushed off like nothing. Wow, this man is insolent.

"Shut up, Lilly!" Larry threatens before turning his attention on Carley. "And you. Shut the fuck up. They will find us, and they will get in, and none of this will matter." Larry you should stop jinxing us, and playing fortuneteller. "But right now, we're about to be trapped in here with one of those things."

"What the hell are you talkin' about?" Kenny defends, facing him even more. Now I'm just the main back up.

"He's bitten! That's how you turn." Well, not technically, but he has the right idea.

"He's not bitten!" Katjaa says while looking over him, now that most of the blood is off. This poor child is going to be so traumatized when he gets old. "Sue, stop this! It's upsetting him!"

"Look, Larry, right? This is his son and his problem." I state, softening my tone, but still keeping guard if he tries anything.

"Look around, dumbass. I got a daughter in here; you got a group in here." I look over to my group, but that will not change my opinion on things. "Get your head out of your ass, girl." If you want to convince a person to join your side, you shouldn't insult them. I can't get angry, but I can get insulted.

"We all have people in here, and if you can be mature for a minute, we can figure this out. We don't have to do anything rash or kill anybody when there's another way." I argue, stepping up to Kenny's level. This may look strange with my height, but I don't care.

"Yeah, with a shovel." Larry shoots back, staring down on us.

"I'm going to kill him, Kat. Just worry about Duck!" Kenny yells to his wife, and I get ready to separate them. I am used to doing this from the bar drunks on the way to the apartment and back. My group has our back too if anything goes south.

"Pyper?" Clementine's voice breaks through the tension and I glance over to her at the bathroom door, but not entering.

"Yes?" Pyper calls back awkwardly, since she hasn't spoken since we got here.

"There's someone in there."

"It's just locked, Kiddo. The keys are behind the counter." Pyper answers, turning back to our fight. Ever since this morning, I've been struggling to remember the game. I know that I was losing bits when we first got here, but now I can only remember how I felt about the events. I wonder if the others were the same, it would make sense.

"Hey, I'm not the bad guy here!" Larry chirps in and I lightly roll my eyes at him. He is the bad guy in this situation. "I'm just looking out for my daughter." So his solution to protect his daughter is to take away another man's son. That's messed up.

"No, you're just the guy arguing for killing a kid!" Kenny shouts back and I have to agree.

"He's covered in muck! She'll find the bite! WATCH!" Larry screams, point to Katjaa, but I know there is no bite. I clean the areas he would be bitten at, but there was nothing.

"She won't!"

"And if she does?" Larry asks the final question. "The first he'll do is sink his teeth in his mom's face. Then once she's dead, he'll pounce on your little group." Larry states at me, and I roll my eyes once again.

"I think my group can handle themselves, especially if it is a little boy." I defend, trying to mediate and side with Kenny at the same time.

"A little boy? He'll be an uncontrollable monster eater!" Larry shouts. I really wish people would stop yelling since it draws in the zombies.

"It's not going to happen!" Kenny joins, trying to stand as tall as Larry does, but he towers over us. This is getting so out of hand.

"It is and we're tossing him out now!" Larry screams, and I am forced to take action again.

"Kenny, get him." I sigh deeply, exasperated with this entire situation and wanting this to end fast.

"Happily." Kenny replies, punching Larry in the face, but the joy doesn't last for long. Larry hardly stumbles before swinging back at Kenny down on the ground, where he leans heavily on the counter. "Oh man…" Glad he didn't punch me. This entire discussion is ruined by the sound of Clementine screaming and the growls of a walker from the other side of the room. I flip over to her in a blink of an eye to find her back away as a zombie crawls towards her trying to eat her.

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