I would like to thank everyone who has supported this story, and for those who I consider to have been good friends through the process of making it. I would also like to thank the most patient and chilled out beta reader I have ever met, A Writer With Mixed Interests. Without you guys, this story would not be here. There is one person left to thank and it was her inspiration that set the seed of this story, that being Lilacsbloom. Thank you all.
I found Arvo and the Russian thugs to be...irrelevant, to be honest. Had something become of the firefight, then yeah, sure, why not have them. But because nothing happened? No, just no. They in effect became pointless when nothing happened. The fact we could not interact with Arvo at all with Clementine, just set off alarm bells like no other, further making Arvo pointless. He was just there to shoot Clementine, and that became completely obvious when it happened and he disappeared. I would not be surprised if we did not see him again. He was a plot device, nothing more, nothing less. Telltale could have done better, actually no, should have done better with that part of the game plot. I would like to think the appearance of Arvo, or the implied appearance, has had way more impact on Clementine in a more positive way than the game did. I do try to make everything I do with the plot relevant and make sense in the end, so I hope the implied appearance of Arvo does not throw you all off. He was there for a reason, and you will all just have to wait and see what becomes of it.
No miraculous Mexican stand-off with no casualties though mind you, no sirree.
Introduction
Having stabilized Mike's condition, and everyone finally having a well earned rest, events have caught up with Clementine. Right on the edge of losing her mind, Clementine is beginning to remember her past, with serious consequences. Can her friends help her? Will she be a lost cause, and become a liability to her friends? What happened to Mike, and where is everyone else? Find out in the next chapter: Parker's Run Museum.
Theme tune for this chapter is Soundscape to Ardor by Shiro Sagisu
Parker's Run Museum
Luke looked back at Mike sceptically and replied, "Even so, I wouldn't have took the chance personally."
Mike winced in pain again and coughed a little. "You might be right. In my condition, she could have easily flicked the safety off and shot me."
Nodding in agreement, Luke said, "Yep. The Clementine I knew wouldn't have shot you, but like I said, you have no idea what we have been through."
With that, Luke helped Mike to his feet, and proceeded to take him to the opposite side of the shop to where Nick, Sarah and Clementine were to give them some space. Making conversation as they hobbled over he continued, "Clem has lost her memory, she banged her head pretty hard yesterday at the trailer park."
Luke's body language changing as he explained the events in the trailer, helping Mike to sit down as he did so. Explaining further, Mike looked over to Clementine, his once fairly happy face becoming sadder and sadder. As Luke got Mike caught up on events, he gave him painkillers and antibiotics again, checking the bag for how much they had.
Mike scratched his head and asked, "Where is AJ, then, if Kenny is gone?"
Luke's face dropped as he realized his mistake. "Umm, yeah, you see...well..."
He sat down trying to form the right words. Fiddling with his hands a second, he held his hands together as if saying a prayer and explained, "AJ died of hypothermia."
Mike gasped audibly. "Oh, shit, no way, man; no fucking way."
Luke gestured for Mike to keep it down and further explained, "To make matters worse, Clementine was holding him. She had a hold of him most of the time from our escape."
Mike was visibly shaken now, "Right, so you're telling me Clementine was holding him when he died? Is that what you're saying?"
Luke nodded, visibly upset himself. "That's not all, Mike."
Mike put both his hands on his head, despite the pain and let out a loud sigh. "Fuuuuck. She could have shot me...holy fuck."
"I am worried about her, Mike," Luke stated. "She can't remember what happened with AJ. All she knows is that necklace around her neck holds his ashes."
Mike was struggling to take it all in, rubbing his head he spoke. "Jesus, I mean I thought I had a bad deal and all, being shot by this boy when I came looking for you guys. But fuck me. You have definitely been through the mill. Clementine…Jesus."
He held his head in his hands, his thoughts racing as he could only imagine what the poor eleven year old he barely knew had gone through.
He looked up at Luke and said, "Thanks, Luke, but I think she needs you more than me. I'm fine right now. Maybe some water wouldn't go amiss, though."
Luke stood up and passed some bottled water that was still in one of the fridges in the shop, the coolness long gone since the power loss in the early days of the outbreak.
"I better see to Clementine. Come tell us what happened when you're ready, we will be making our next move soon."
Holding up his bottle of water in thanks, Mike replied, "Sure, just let me get my head around what you have told me, then I will come explain."
Luke returned to find Clementine, still sobbing on Sarah's knee, and Sarah was sobbing, too. Nick was doing his best to comfort Sarah, as well as Clementine. He looked up at Luke and shrugged his shoulders in frustration. He needed help.
Luke sat down next to Sarah and helped her stroke Clementine's hair as he asked, "Sarah? Are you okay?"
She looked up at him, her eyes bright red from all of the crying she had just been doing. "I miss my dad, Luke, and he's not coming back."
Clementine interjected, "Nobody is coming back, I lost everyone." A fresh round of sobbing continued between the girls.
Nick was past himself, he hadn't seen so much heartache in all of his life. The loss of his mother had hurt him badly, but he could only imagine the pain Clementine was in right now. He put his hand on Luke's shoulder, pretty much asking for his support as he welled up too.
Luke had always been a strong leader, trying not to let his emotions rule him, but when it came to friends and family, that rule sometimes went out of the window. Seeing so much hurt pouring from his friends, it affected him. It affected him to the point of exhaustion, as leaders try to be strong, but they can only take so much before they, too, break down.
Luke found himself comforting all three of his friends, and he felt good that he could be there for them, but at the same time, it gave him time to reflect on the events they were all grieving for. After a few moments, he joined in the mourning and ended up in floods of tears himself.
After a good ten minutes of holding onto each other, Mike came over and interrupted, speaking to Clementine.
"Clementine? I just want to say I am sorry for your losses. I didn't know about Kenny, so I am truly sorry."
Staying curled up on Sarah's knee, Clementine acted calmly as she replied, "I know you didn't, Mike. Just...you killed a boy...a boy around my age, if not older. It shocked me, and frankly scared me."
Mike slowly knelt down near to the group as he continued to speak to Clementine, attempting to keep the situation calm. "I know I did, Clementine. Trust me, I felt bad about having to do it."
Sitting up, Clementine slipped off Sarah's knee and sat cross-legged, facing Mike as she wiped away the tears. Mike gave a sigh of relief, recognizing that Clementine was at least willing to listen.
Looking into her eyes, if anything, to reassure himself that she wasn't going to kill him, Mike continued, "I came into this shop, looking for some supplies while I was out looking for you guys. I left Jane and Bonnie at the museum to wait for me."
Luke interjected, "You were with Jane and Bonnie?"
Mike looked at Luke and replied, "Yes, I was. We made it to the museum by chance. We felt we might find you there."
"But you haven't explained why you shot a boy!" Clementine spoke up.
"Okay, so I was in the shop, behind the till, looking for some paper and something to write on, when this Russian boy comes into the shop behind me," Mike replied nervously.
Luke had more questions, but felt that he should wait. Keeping Clementine calm was the priority now.
A flash of anger crossed Clementine's face as she continued. "And?"
Fiddling with his hands, Mike was really nervous now, not knowing what to expect, "I had my gun out, but I put my hands above my head, trying to calm things."
Clementine nodded, and her face changed to a one of curiosity.
Mike continued, "That's when things got ugly. He called himself Arvo, and he had pointed a gun at me too."
Clementine looked at Mike's shoulder curiously and asked, "What did you do to make him shoot you then?"
Still nervous, Mike coughed and hacked loudly before replying, "I didn't do anything. I think the boy lost his nerve and just shot me. It happened too fast, I couldn't stop it."
"We heard two gunshots though. One was much later than the first," Luke interrupted. "The second gunshot has to have come from you, as you are wounded."
Mike was now fearing for his life and it showed. "Yeah, about that. I had to play dead. I thought he was going to kill me for real. I had to wait until his back was turned before I could kill him."
This time, Clementine jumped up and screamed at Mike again, "You shot him from behind?! How could you?!"
Luke restrained Clementine as she continued her rant. "Why, Mike? Why did you have to shoot him? Why didn't you wait for him to leave?"
Mike looked to the floor and closed his eyes for a second before looking back up to Clementine and replying, "I'm sorry, Clementine. But what if he had friends?" His confidence was returning a little. "You know, I thought I was done for when I heard gunshots next to this building. I thought it was the boy's friends coming to finish me off."
The gravity of the situation hit Mike as he began to well up a little. "I could have died. I am so relieved it was you guys." Looking at his shoulder, where it was heavily bandaged, he coughed again before saying, "Clementine, look, I am sorry. I had no choice, really."
Luke kept a hold of Clementine, even though she had calmed down significantly as Mike explained himself. He held her firmly but not tightly and was actually offering his support, too, as he sort of hugged her and restrained her at the same time.
Relaxing completely, she snuggled into Luke as he held her before replying to Mike, "I know where you are coming from Mike. And I think I understand why you did it. But don't think for a second I'm not disappointed."
Mike finally felt safe and that he could get his point of view across to Clementine, so he chanced standing up and approaching her, holding out his hand as he spoke. "Clementine, if you were in my situation, alone, what would you have done?"
Clementine looked at him as she shuffled her feet a little, before finally replying, "I don't know, Mike."
To try and emphasize his point, Mike said, "Imagine yourself here, truly alone, thinking nobody is coming to help. Would you have let that boy go?"
Almost ashamed of herself, Clementine replied sheepishly, "Probably not."
Mike smiled at her and said, "Thank you, Clementine."
She looked back at him quizzically. "Why are you thanking me?" she asked.
Mike kept on smiling as he stated simply, "For not killing me."
Clementine looked to the floor, feeling truly ashamed of herself. "I'm sorry," she replied quietly.
Mike beamed back at her and said, "Don't be. I wouldn't. After what you have been through, it is a miracle I am still standing. If only everyone were as strong as you, Clem."
Blushing slightly, Clementine replied, "Don't be silly, Mike. I'm not strong at all. I'm small and I can think quickly, that's all."
"And don't beat yourself up about that either. You are alive because of that," Mike encouraged.
Sighing, Clementine reminded Mike, "No, I am alive because people keep sacrificing their lives for mine."
Tapping Luke's hands, Clementine turned and spoke. "You can let go now, I don't want to kill Mike anymore."
Luke released his embrace. He went to speak, but Clementine put her finger to his lips, shushing him. She walked over to another part of the store and sat herself down on the floor before stating, "I want to be left alone now."
Luke watched her for a moment as she fiddled with her necklace again, once again, studying the snuff box on the end of it.
Gesturing to Mike to come and sit next to them, Luke sat next to Nick, who was comforting Sarah. She had stopped crying, her eyes all puffy with the amount of crying she had been doing. Luke looked at her and smiled at her. She didn't return the smile, but buried her head into Nick's chest, though she did not cry.
Luke looked at Nick, who mouthed, "It's her dad," to give Luke a heads-up as to why Sarah was so upset. Luke reached out and put his hand on Sarah's head. "Sarah, are you okay, princess?"
She peeked out with one eye, as she clearly looked really upset. She nodded, but her lips were quivering, so Luke held out his arms, and she leaped from Nick's knee onto Luke's. Hugging her, he stroked her hair as he spoke. "You're alright, Sarah, we have you now. We won't let anything happen to you."
Nick smiled at Luke and said, "You look like a dad when you do that with her, you know, Luke."
"Oh, yeah, who would have thought I would be good with kids?" Luke replied, smiling back.
Nick fiddled with his hat a moment before replying, "Well, my mom did. And she was right."
Luke could have kicked himself as he could do without doing another round of emotions. Everyone was sick of feeling down and sad. They needed a break, and desperately.
Looking a little glum, Luke replied, "Sorry, Nick, I didn't mean to remind you."
His friend smiled back weakly and said, "Don't worry about it, bud. These girls, they deserve better. We need to get them to Wellington, where they can hopefully live a normal life."
"Wellington? Isn't that just a pipe dream?" Mike chipped in.
Luke gave a stony glare at Mike as he replied, "Not according to Kenny, or Clementine's former guardian, Christa."
Mike shrugged his shoulders and coughed loudly before saying, "Well, fuck that, I don't know anybody that has been there. What if it doesn't exist?"
Luke looked at Mike and stated, "Well, you do what you want when we find everyone else. Nick and I are taking these girls to safety."
"Damn right we are. I want Sarah to live a normal life," Nick reiterated.
Sarah stopped hugging Luke and stood up a second looking over to Clementine, but she did not walk over to her. Instead she knelt beside Nick and chimed in, "Don't we get a say where we go?"
Nick cleared his throat and said, "Sure, Sarah, but, I thought that's where you wanted to go?"
Sarah beamed at Nick and replied excitedly, "It is! Just, it's nice to be asked once in a while!"
Nick laughed at Sarah and pinched her cheeks, and said, "It is, isn't it, young lady?"
Sarah's face dropped and she looked at the floor, before speaking quietly, "We should ask Clementine, too."
Nick nodded as he said, "Yeah, we should."
"So, what's the plan then?" Mike asked.
"We go to the museum to find everyone else, then we head for Wellington," Luke answered for everyone
Scoffing at Luke's answer, Mike replied, "How on earth do you plan on finding it?"
"We have a map, and a compass," Luke retorted.
Mike grinned as he replied, "Well, that's all well and dandy, but do you know where Wellington is on that map?"
Luke scratched his chin before replying sheepishly, "Not yet, but somebody will."
"Yeah, if we aren't all killed by them," Mike said, scoffing once more.
Luke ignored Mike's comments and turned to Nick. "Right, shall we get going then? Sun's rising."
Nick nodded his head slightly as Luke walked in Clementine's direction, followed quickly by Sarah, who ran to take his hand.
Nick turned to Mike and said, "Look, we may not know exactly where Wellington is, but if it's safe, then it's no more than these girls deserve, understand?"
Mike got the message loud and clear and nodded, before saying, "I understand, Nick. But I am warning you to think about it some more."
Stretching his arm out so Mike could take it to help himself up, Nick spoke, "End of discussion for now. Right now, we need to find everyone else. We could do with some water, too, we are getting kinda low."
Mike smiled and said, "There's plenty of water back at the museum. Bonnie was about to get some from the office in there when I left."
"Cool, now we just need to find something to eat. The girls will be getting hungry by now," Nick replied, scratching the back of his neck.
Mike laughed a little, wincing in pain as he did so. "They ain't the only ones."
Standing up slowly, Mike held onto Nick for a few seconds steadying his balance. "Whoa...went dizzy for a second."
Nick glanced at him and noticed how pale he looked, commenting, "Probably because of the amount of blood you've lost." As an afterthought, Nick looked at Mike again and asked, "Not feeling hot, are you?"
Mike shook his head. "Nope; if anything, I feel cold."
Nick stopped, looking at Mike suspiciously. "Yeah, I guess losing a lot of blood would do that."
Luke approached Clementine cautiously, as she appeared to be in a world of her own as she played with her necklace.
"Clem? We are gonna head to the museum now to find Jane and Bonnie. You think you are ready to do that yet?"
Clementine looked up at Luke, and said, "Just because I have remembered something that has upset me, doesn't mean you have to tiptoe around me okay? Of course I'm ready."
Luke felt sorry for Clementine and looked at her apologetically as he replied, "Sorry, Clem, are you okay?"
"Yeah I am okay now. I'm sorry if I got angry," she replied, smiling a second.
Luke lifted his hands up and said, "Nothing to apologize for, Clem. I know how you feel."
Seeing that Clementine wasn't acting strange any more, Sarah flung her arms around her friend as she stood up and stated, "I thought I had lost you, Clementine!"
"Lost me? what do you mean?" Clementine replied, confused.
Sarah looked down at her feet as she replied quietly, "You know, you scared me, and I thought you weren't my friend anymore."
Clementine understood and returned the hug as she spoke. "I'm sorry, Sarah. I can't explain what happened. I...I remembered something bad, and it made me angry."
Sarah replied quizzically, "Really?"
Nodding, Clementine reassured Sarah, "Yes, really. I would never ever stop being friends with you, Sarah."
Hearing that just made Sarah hug Clementine tighter. Luke interrupted, "Okay, girls, let's break it up and get moving, shall we? Daylight's burning."
Releasing their embrace, Sarah took tight a hold of Clementine's hand and smiled the biggest smile she could at Clementine.
"Ready to move out, Luke!" she said excitedly.
Luke chuckled as he shook his head. "That's the spirit, Sarah."
Leading them all over to the shop entrance, everyone checked their gear, Clementine taking a last look at her drawings and pictures before putting them away. Nick checked his gun, while Luke checked everyone had full water bottles from the broken fridge. The bottles were really small, so wouldn't last long at all.
Giving a final pep talk, Luke summarized what they were going to do, and how they were going to do it. There were a lot of walkers to get past.
Clearing his throat before he spoke, he said, "We need to work as a team as we go past these walkers. Try not to use your guns, but do so if necessary. Stick together, and we will get through it. If we get separated, we are headed for Parker's Run Museum. It's signposted, so it shouldn't be too hard to find."
Raising the shutters, Luke stepped into the cool air on the balcony as he observed the walkers scattered around in the clearing between them and their goal. Drawing his machete, he put his finger to his lips, as he gestured for everyone to make their way to another exit to the shop.
Quietly, everyone stopped at the top of the stairs, looking down them; this exit looked safer, as it was inside the building, leading to an exit outside at the bottom. Luke gestured for everyone to follow, and they all obeyed, slowly descending the stairs. Clementine now had a trusty hammer as a weapon, just in case, Sarah declined to have a weapon, knowing that she would probably just panic and cease to function. Mike had the gun Arvo had used on him, but it did not have much ammo at all. Nick still had Clementine's gun, with a full clip if needed, and a few bullets left from the last clip.
Supplies were running low in that respect; pretty soon, they would be down to defending themselves hand to hand if they did not find some more weapons, or more to the point, ammo. Their breakfast had consisted of a breakfast bar each that Luke had found behind the counter, but that was all. Everyone in the group was starting to become really hungry and tired.
Opening the door at the bottom of the stairs slightly, Luke peeked out, and was greeted by a couple of walkers stumbling past. Luckily they had not noticed the people inside trying to get out. Luke jumped as he saw them pass, and was visibly scared by the sudden appearance of the walkers, and that put everyone on edge, especially Sarah.
Giving it a few seconds before he opened the door a little more and peeking out, the walkers had disappeared, he could not see any more walkers around that were even close to them. Stepping outside, he looked all around really quickly, seeing that there were walkers scattered all over, but where they needed to be, was relatively free of walkers. Most had wandered over to the river, perhaps the noise of the river drawing them to it.
The group moved as one, as quietly as possible, Luke at the front, Nick on the right, and Mike on the left, with the two girls shielded in the middle if anything were to happen. Sarah and Clementine had their hands out, touching Luke's back as they kept looking around, but mostly keeping their heads down.
The wind was blowing in from the river, so that gave the group an advantage, as the walkers would not be able to smell them. All they had to do was be quiet, they were almost there. Another one hundred yards and they would be home free, back on the trail again. There were only perhaps three walkers close enough to see, hear, and smell them now.
Staying low, the group of friends were nearing their goal when Mike had a coughing fit, loudly coughing and hacking as he did so. Every walker in the area turned and headed toward them, some faster than others. The three that were closest were on them quickly, Mike having to shoot one in the head as it got far too close for comfort. The second one he shot too, but he missed the head and it landed at his feet as he had another coughing fit. Luke finished it off, driving his machete through its brain.
Stating the obvious, he said, "Time to run, let's get out of here."
Taking the girls' hands, he ran, pulling them along behind them as Sarah protested loudly. Mike fired his gun another couple of times as he struggled to run in his condition.
He shouted to Luke, "Go ahead, I'll catch up! This wound is killing me."
Luke did not stop, but shouted back, "Haul ass if you wanna live!"
Nick was in two minds, whether he should go with Luke, or help Mike. His decision made a second later as Mike had to shoot another walker, he turned around to help Mike.
Protesting, Mike shouted, "Just go! I will be alright."
Nick took one look at him and said, "Like fuck you will."
Nick lifted Mike onto his shoulders, effectively doing a fireman's carry, as he strained, he said, "Shoot anything that gets close, Mike. Keep them off us."
Nick managed to get up a jogging pace, despite the lack of food in his belly, the adrenaline was pumping fast and hard, willing him to get through this one more time. His limbs burned as he ran as fast as he could with Mike over his shoulder, eventually stopping to drop him to the ground to check on him. Looking back down the trail, it appeared Nick had lost the walkers. But he had also lost contact with Luke and the girls.
Mike had become unconscious again. Nick did a quick check to make sure he had not been bit anywhere, and he couldn't see any obvious wounds. Picking him up again, he carried Mike all the way to their meeting point, completely exhausted when he got there.
Crashing through the door of the museum, Nick all but collapsed, dropping Mike to the floor too. Sarah and Clementine ran to Nick, concerned, Luke went to look at Mike, and a familiar face came over to Mike, too. As Nick began to lose consciousness himself, he was sure he heard Luke call this new person Jane. The last thought in his mind was, "Where is Bonnie?"
Luke thought out loud, "Dammit, Nick, you've really done it this time."
He was about to check on Mike, but Jane interrupted him.
Jane replied to Luke's thoughts, "If that were me, I would have left him."
Standing up in response to Jane's thoughts, Luke confronted her. He gave her a cold glance as he said, "Nick just isn't built like that; if you need help, he will help."
"Too bad he wasn't here to save Bonnie," Jane retorted.
Luke turned and looked into Jane's eyes. "What did happen to Bonnie, Jane?" his voice full of skepticism.
Clementine and Sarah stood either side of Luke, as they wanted to hear what happened to Bonnie, too.
Clearing her throat, Jane became defensive, feeling like she was on trial or something. "Well, err...it happened fast, really."
Luke was becoming irritated and short tempered. "Cut the crap, Jane, what happened?!"
Jane made a face like a child would after being scolded. "Alright, alright. She saw the water behind the information desk over there." She pointed in the direction of what looked like a little reception desk. The blood on the door, though, was unmistakable.
Jane continued, "I came over here, you know, looking for anything useful to use. When I heard this almighty scream."
Luke put his hand to his nose, and asked, "Walker?"
Jane nodded, "Yep. Not a damn thing I could do. I told her to wait a minute, but she didn't listen. She would still be here if she hadn't been so damned impatient."
Sighing, Luke asked, "How did the walker get her, then?"
Luke felt both Clementine and Sarah's hands slip into his respectively. He looked at each girl, and noticed that both their eyes were watery as they stared back at him. He squeezed their hands to reassure them, feeling them squeeze back.
"Well, it looks like she tried to reach in to the door by leaning over the front desk," Jane replied,
Luke said in frustration, "Goddamn it, what the hell was she thinking? Did she not even check?"
Jane shuffled from one foot to the other, her arms crossed as she continued, "She was in a fluster, I think. She was panicking about Clementine, it's all she could say for a while. 'I wonder how Clementine is? God, I hope Clementine is safe.' You know, constantly, though."
Clementine looked at Jane, not a foggiest idea who this woman was. Jane caught her gaze, and also saw the necklace dangling from her neck.
Jane reached out her hand and held up the snuff box, studying it. "Well, what is this, then? I don't recall you wearing a necklace before."
Clementine simply looked to the floor, shuffling her feet, avoiding eye contact with Jane.
Luke cut Jane off before the conversation got any further, "Look, Jane, what happened to Bonnie? Then we can tell you what has happened to us."
Jane smiled at Luke and said, "Fair enough, looks like you're missing a few."
"You don't know the half of it," Luke replied, his face flushed.
Noticing the stress in Luke's voice, Jane decided not to push any more and continued, "I don't think she even looked to see if there was anyone in there. The walker, got her arm as she opened the door."
Pointing over to the blood all over the door, Jane said, "You can see how bad it was."
Luke's face dropped as he said slowly and sadly, "Another pointless death."
Jane looked to the floor herself, recalling the events vividly. "There was nothing I could do for her. She did, however, beg me to tell Clementine something before I had to put her out of her misery."
Jane stood in front of Clementine and bent down to her level. "She wanted to say she was really sorry for what has happened, and she had no idea Carver planned to hurt you all. She felt guilty, particularly for you, Clementine."
Clementine cleared her throat, but shrugged her shoulders as she said, "Well, okay. But long story short, I can't remember any of you, just a few people."
Jane looked shocked, replying, "Oh, well...sorry, Clementine."
Clementine shrugged her shoulders again. "I know."
Luke looked over at Nick while Jane and Clementine talked, Sarah holding his hand tightly. He was still unconscious, but Luke was sure he would come around soon. It had just been overexertion, he was sure of it. Something was niggling at Luke, though, so he knelt down and checked his friend thoroughly.
Jane decided that she should check on Mike, listening to his breathing, it was loud and raspy, as Mike appeared to be coming around. He put his hand behind Jane's head, as it looked like he was going to talk.
After that, it was pandemonium; Sarah had never been so scared in her life as she watched in slow motion as Mike's eyes opened, glazed over and white. He was a walker, and he was about to bite Jane in the neck.
Nobody could react, even Superman would have had a hard job stopping Mike from biting Jane. She was in the worst position she possibly could have been in at that moment in time.
Pulling her head towards his, Mike bit her neck, blood flooding out as he tore out her neck, Sarah's guttural scream the first indication anything was wrong. Luke swung round to find Jane already covered in blood, with Mike going in for a second bite. Clementine had froze to the spot as she watched the scene unfold, memories flashing through her mind as she stood, helpless.
Luke knew he was already too late, but he had to act, to keep the girls safe. Drawing his machete, he stabbed Mike in the head as Jane's life slipped away rapidly in front of his eyes.
