A few minutes later, Lee and Kenny left the mansion in hopes of finding a boat. Lee turned and noticed the mutilated body of Carley, fully devoured and bullet in her brain. He sighed and turned away; she was a good woman. He even had some romantic feelings for her.
"You okay, pal?" Kenny inquired.
"Huh?" Lee looked at him. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine."
"Let's just get to the river," Kenny said. "There's gotta be a boat somewhere around there."
Lee nodded, and the two made their way to River Street. There was no conversation, as Kenny was probably deep in thought about his family. They were almost there when the church bells rang again.
"Son of a bitch, that bastard's fucking with us again!" Kenny said, getting out his gun and pointing it all around. "It's another trap."
"No. Listen. That's not the same bell as before," Lee observed. "This one's farther off. Whatever it is, it's gonna get the dead moving over there."
They took cover behind an abandoned building so the walkers that passed by wouldn't notice them. "What in the hell is going on?" Kenny asked, holding his gun in hand just in case.
"I don't know, but the person ringing that bell might be doing us a favor," Lee said as he watched the walkers.
Kenny shook his head. "Whatever, man. If I find who's doing that, I'll ring their motherfucking bell for 'em."
"Good one." Lee commented.
As the last walker passed, Kenny stood up. "Let's keep moving," he said. They walked in silence for a few more minutes, carefully watching each other's backs.
"I think we're safe..." Lee trailed off, but got no response from Kenny. He turned around, and then he knew why the other man was so quiet. There were no boats in sight. "Oh my God," Lee spoke, interrupting the silence.
"There's gotta be a boat...gotta be."
"Are you sure about that?" Lee asked. "It doesn't look like it, maybe we need to start thinking of a plan B."
Kenny turned around to face his friend. "This is the plan! It's the only one we've got, and you pissin' on it like you did in front of everyone back at the house ain't exactly helping. Well, screw you! I ain't giving up that easy," he finished, and walked away.
He noticed that there was one boat left, and ran over to it, with Lee running after him.
"This one might still be salvageable," Kenny pointed out.
"Seriously?" Lee asked.
"You got a better fucking idea?" Kenny snapped. "I'll check it out. You look further along the waterfront. Maybe there's something at the other end."
"I don't think we should split up too far."
"We don't have to. See the telescope? You can see all the way along the waterfront from right here. See what you can find."
"Okay," Lee said, and walked away.
Back at the house, things weren't going too well. Omid's infection seemed to be getting worse, and Lilly was grieving quite hard in one of the many upstairs bedrooms, having left Larry's grave. Carlos and Christa were still examining Omid, while Sarah, Ben, and Clementine were playing a board game they had found.
"Omid? Omid, honey? How are you feeling?" Christa asked worriedly.
But Omid seemed pretty dazed. "That's funny...hey, babe, you look like a cloud. A beautiful one." He let out a small laugh, and immediately passed out.
"Omid?" Christa asked frantically.
Carlos checked his pulse. "He passed out."
"We need to get him upstairs, into a proper bed!" Christa exclaimed. "Help me move him. Please?!"
Carlos nodded. "I'll get his legs." They then lifted him up, Carlos grabbing the legs of Omid, and Christa grabbing his head, elevating it so that they could move him upstairs to one of the many bedrooms. "He'll be okay," Carlos assured once they had him laid down in the bed. "His leg probably has an infection in it, though, from being out in the open."
"Can you fix it?" Christa asked.
Carlos shook his head. "Not without antibiotics."
"Damn..." Christa muttered.
"The sooner Lee and Kenny get back, the sooner we can search for supplies," he told her. "For now, just stay close and keep an eye on him," he ordered, and she nodded, then sat down on the bed beside her boyfriend. Carlos went back downstairs where the kids and Ben were playing. "You okay, Sarah?" he asked her.
"Yeah, Dad," she answered almost immediately. "I'm winning!"
"Wait a sec, where's Clementine?" he asked, looking around.
Sarah frowned. "She said she had to go to the bathroom, but it's over there and I didn't see her go in." Here, she pointed towards the closed door in the living room.
Carlos was a bit suspicious, since Ben was put in charge of the kids, but didn't say anything.
"How's Omid?" Ben inquired.
"His leg has an infection," Carlos explained. "We don't know how bad it's going to get without antibiotics. But we will search for supplies as soon as Lee and Kenny get back."
"I hope he's okay," Sarah said.
Carlos nodded. "Me too, sweetie," he answered. "If you need me, I'll be in the other room, okay?"
Sarah smiled. "Okay."
Meanwhile, Clementine was making her way to River Street in search of Lee or her parents, whoever she found first. She heard a familiar noise that sounded like yelling, and ran over to the noise. Lee was standing over somebody in an orange hoodie, his firearm pointed at their head.
"Lee!" she exclaimed.
He turned around at the sound of her voice. "Clem?"
After a pause, the new person spoke up. "You're not from Crawford." It was a woman's voice.
"Crawford?" Lee asked, "What the hell are you talking about?" That's when Kenny approached with his gun as well. "Kenny, don't!" Lee nearly yelled. But the woman in the orange hoodie was way faster than Kenny, and swiftly knocked him on his feet, causing his gun to go off. The woman was about to swing her tool she had. "No, he's with us!" Lee yelled, and she stopped.
"Who the hell are you people?" the woman asked as Kenny stood up.
"I asked you first," Lee retorted.
The woman crossed her arms. "The name's Molly."
"Molly. I'm Lee, and this is Kenny and Clementine," Lee introduced. "We're not looking for any trouble."
"Hi!" Clementine greeted.
It seemed as though Molly had to do a double take before she spoke again. "You guys really aren't from Crawford, are you?"
Lee shook his head. "No, I'm from Macon, Kenny here is from Florida."
"You sure you want to know about Crawford?" Molly questioned, and Lee nodded. "When everything started going to shit, some people got together and sealed off that whole neighborhood. Folks willing to do anything to stay alive, stop the death getting in. I try to avoid 'em."
"Why?" Kenny asked.
"Let's just say they have a zero-tolerance policy for anyone who won't - or can't - live by their rules."
"So how'd you know we weren't them?"
Molly paused, and turned to look at Clementine. "Because there are no children in Crawford. Not anymore."
"What do you mean, no children?" Lee wanted to know. "Why not?"
"No children, no elderly, no one with an advanced medical condition," Molly explained, walking over to where some impaled walkers were seen. "Basically no one who might be a burden on their community. Crawford's all about the survival of the fittest. That's how they survived, while the rest of the world went to shit around them."
"Jesus Christ..." Kenny trailed off.
"What exactly did Crawford do to these 'burdens?'" Lee asked. "What happened to them?"
"Well, you've met some of them already," Molly said, gesturing to what was behind her.
"How do you know all this?" Lee asked.
"Everyone in Savannah knew," she explained. "What was going on in Crawford got passed around like a ghost story. Except this one was true."
"Do you know who's been ringing those bells all over town?" he questioned.
"Yeah, that would be me," Molly answered.
"I knew it!" Kenny yelled, "Lee, I knew she was the one who's been following us. Fucking with us!" He got in Molly's face.
"Get that finger out of my face, Grandpa, before I jam it straight up your ass," she threatened. "I haven't been following you. I don't even know who the hell you people are."
"Calm down Kenny," Lee coaxed. "The voice on the radio was a guy, remember?"
"Yeah well, whoever you are, ringing those bells this morning nearly got us all killed. Raised the dead all around us!" Kenny said angrily.
"That's the idea, genius," Molly told him. "It's how I get around. I ring a bell in one neighborhood to attract the local geeks toward it, buys me some time to scavenge the areas they cleared out."
"That's pretty smart, with the bells," Lee commented.
"It doesn't take much to outsmart the dead. Bunch of dumbasses. You just gotta move fast, then move before they wander back again. Look, I'm gonna ask you again; you're not from Crawford, so who the hell are you people? What are you doing here?"
"We came down here looking for a boat," Lee explained. "We were hoping to get our people out of here to someplace safe."
"Good luck with that," Molly scoffed. "Anyone with a boat took it out of here as soon as people started eating each other. Any that were left, Crawford took them and stripped them for parts. Cars, too."
Kenny shook his head, in denial. "There's gotta be something."
"If there was, do you think I'd still be here? I've been all over the city, this whole place has been picked clean."
"Goddamn it! Fuck!" Kenny shouted.
"Hey, moron, you wanna keep your voice down?"
"Shit."
"Since you guys aren't getting on any boat, I'd advise you to go back to where you came from, before-"
Walkers began making their way back into the area. "Great, just great." Molly muttered.
"Isn't that the-"
"Way we came?" Lee finished Kenny's sentence.
"Fuck! Gunshot must have brought them back," Kenny said.
"Isn't there another way back to the house?" Clementine asked.
"Molly, is there a-" Lee turned to ask her, but Molly was already making a run for it. "You're just going to leave us?" Lee yelled, chasing after her.
"Sorry, I must have missed that part of our conversation where you become my problem," she replied, climbing up onto a balcony.
"Don't leave us here!" Clem said. "Please!" she begged. She gave the older woman the puppy-dog eyes.
Molly sighed, "Come on, make it fast!" She reached down to hoist them up. She pulled Clementine up quickly, but the walkers were closing in on them fast.
"Come on, hurry!" Lee said, as he helped boost Kenny up.
"Lee, come on!" Clem yelled.
"Come on, man! One good jump!" Kenny said, holding out his hand. Lee jumped up and was able to grab his hand, but only for a few seconds. The walkers were coming over closer, so Lee had no choice but to push the dumpster that was on the other side.
"Lee, hurry!" Clementine cried.
Lee tried to run in the other direction, but more walkers appeared right at that moment. Now they were beginning to close in, but just in time, Lee noticed a sewer manhole below him.
"Get your ass outta there, Lee!" Kenny prodded.
Lee bent down and tried to pry it open, but he couldn't do it with his bare hands. Molly eventually threw down her ice pick, which helped him get it open successfully. He began climbing down the sewer hole, worrying Clementine.
"LEE!" the little girl yelled.
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