Thanks to gaara king of the sand for the help.


The next morning came and Clementine ended up playing a few card games with Sarah while waiting for her guardian to return home.

It was actually fun to get to play like a kid again. She couldn't remember the last time she had done that.

Her day was actually pretty relaxing. None of the adults had snapped at her. And her only current responsibility was to let Sam outside to use the bathroom, and let him back in when he was done.

She wished Molly would consider staying at the cabin. It was actually a nice spot.


Laying the fish traps out had been a simple duty. The walk wasn't far and despite hearing Nick's complaints, it was nice to get out of the house.

"That girl of yours, how long have you been looking after her?" Pete asked.

"It's been two years now… She's a good kid…" Molly said. "I've always been somewhat of a loner, but Clem makes for good company."

"I'm sure. She seems like a good kid. Pretty capable too." Pete said.

Molly nodded. "Yeah. She definitely is."

"I know Rebecca gave her some hell yesterday, but don't mind her. She'll ease up soon." Pete told her.

"I'm not gonna let Clem get bullied by anyone. She's been through enough." Molly replied.

"Rebecca doesn't mean it. She's just overstressed." Pete said.

"Well, she better find a different way to release that stress instead of taking it out on Clem." Molly said.

"I don't know how you do it. Kids are obnoxious and you're raising one that's not yours." Nick chimed in.

"Don't be like that, Nick. You can be obnoxious, but we put up with you." Pete said.

"You never know what to say, do you?" Nick scoffed.

"I'm only giving you a taste of your own medicine." Pete said. "Anyway, we're done here. Let's head back to the cabin."

Molly nodded. Nick however, started trudging forward without a word.

As they walked, they all jumped when they heard a distant gunshot. Two of them.

"What the hell?" Molly furrowed her brows.

"We gotta move. Let's get back to the cabin." Pete quickly said.

"Should we try to figure out what the hell that was?" Molly asked.

"No. We do that and we could be the next to get fired at. Let's go." Pete said.

The three picked up their speed rushing towards the cabin.

Upon making it back, they quickly rushed inside. They were all out of breath from running.

"You guys okay?" Luke asked.

"We heard some gunshots." Pete explained.

"Fuck… How close…?" Luke questioned, looking worried.

"Close enough to be a concern." Pete said.

"What should we do?" Luke asked.

"Lay low for a while." Pete said. "We laid out the fish traps. We'll check back in a few days."

Luke gave a nod. "Alright… We should let the others know…"

"I'm on it." Pete said before heading to the kitchen.

"Where's Clem?" Molly asked Luke.

"She's fine. Upstairs playing with Sarah." Luke told her.

"Alright. Thanks for keeping an eye on her." Molly said.

"Anytime." Luke said.

Molly headed upstairs to check on the child. When she opened the door she was immediately jumped on by Sam who began licking her. "Down, boy! Down!"

"Molly! You're back!" Clementine beamed and jumped to her feet.

"Yeah… How've you feeling, kid?" Molly asked.

"I'm good. We were playing UNO. Wanna play?" Clementine asked.

"Maybe later…" Molly said. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Everyone treating you right?"

"Nobody was mean today." Clementine said.

"That's good." Molly replied.

Clementine noticed the woman wearing a bothered expression. "What's wrong? You look… worried. Did something happen?"

"…We heard gunshots…" Molly admitted after a moment.

"Wh-What?" Sarah gasped.

"Is everyone okay?" Clementine asked.

"Everyone's fine. It was pretty far away, so there's nothing to worry about…" Molly said.

"A-Are you sure… W-Who was shooting? Why would someone be shooting?" Sarah stammered.

Molly noticed the look of panic and confusion on the teen's face. "I don't know, but it's okay. We're safe here, girls."

"Promise?" Sarah asked.

"I promise…" Molly said.

"O-Okay…" Sarah sighed in relief. "M-My dad will protect us Clem."

"Umm… alright…" Clementine said.

Molly sighed. "Why don't you two go back to your game?"

The girls nodded and went back to playing.

Molly headed downstairs to where the adults were gathered in the kitchen.

Rebecca's voice was heard, "G-Gunshots? Do you think it was-"

"I don't know. We didn't stick around to find out." Pete said.

"Just how much longer are we safe at this cabin? It's only a matter of time before he finds us…." Rebecca's voice was full of worry.

"You think it was that Carver guy?" Molly spoke up.

The group quickly fell silent.

"Why's he after you?" Molly asked.

"After me? U-Us?" Rebecca said. "He's crazy that's why."

"If he shows up here, he's gonna regret it." Alvin said.

"If he's really that dangerous. Maybe getting rid of him would be smart." Molly said.

"It's not that simple. He's the leader of a camp not far from here and he's very smart. We were lucky to escape." Carlos explained.

"What did he do?" Molly asked.

"He's just crazy…" Rebecca said. "We need to avoid him at all cost."

"So what's the issue with killing him?" Molly said.

"His followers are the issue. When there leaders gone, they'll want to retaliate. We could start a damn war. And we're outnumbered." Nick said.

"Then what's the plan if he does show up here?" Molly asked.

"We head north before he does. There should be a safe spot we can find out there." Luke answered.

"For now, we lay low… Let things ease down, make sure we don't see anyone or anything suspicious. No one leaves the cabin for a few days." Pete said.

The others nodded in agreement.


Those few days were full of tension. The group seemed even more on edge. However, after three days had passed, pretty uneventful Pete decided that they should go check the fish traps.

"Can I go?" Clementine asked.

"Clem, it could be dangerous." Molly sighed.

"I'm not a little kid, Molly. I can handle it." Clementine said.

Molly sent her a look. "Actually, Clem… You are a little kid… No offense."

"You know what I mean…" Clementine said.

Molly sighed and crouched to her level. "If I let you come, you have to promise to never leave my side."

"I promise!" Clementine quickly said.

"Alright…" Molly said.

The child smiled.

Molly stood just as Pete and Nick came downstairs.

"Ready to go?" Pete asked.

Molly nodded. "Yeah, we're ready."

"We're? … Hold on… Don't tell me the kid's coming too." Nick groaned.

"Of course she is." Molly said. "She said she wants to tag alone. I figured I'd let her."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Nick asked.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Molly questioned back.

"I just don't think it's smart to drag a kid along. She'll slow us down." Nick complained.

"No, I won't." Clementine said.

"Clem can handle herself." Molly said.

"Obviously. That's why she got attacked by that dog." Nick scoffed.

"Sam didn't mean it. He's actually friendly…" Clementine said, petting the dog before walking over to stand by Molly.

"This is so dumb." Nick huffed.

Pete shook his head. "Quit your bellyaching and let's get a move on, boy."

"Whatever." Nick muttered.

"Come on, let's get going." Pete said.

"What about Sam? He should come too." Clementine said, looking to the dog.

"As long as he doesn't start barking, we don't need him drawing any unwanted attention." Pete saod tp the child.

"I'll keep him quiet." Clementine said.

"Clem…" Molly sighed.

"Please, Molly? I promise I'll make sure he doesn't get too loud." Clementine said.

Molly looked to Pete.

"Up to you." Pete shrugged.

"Alright, Clem. But he barks, and we leave him." Molly said coldly.

Clementine pouted at that. "I don't want to leave him."

"Well if he decides to call the geeks, he gets to be the sacrifice. Come on, stay close to me." Molly said.

Clementine huffed at Molly words and called to Sam, who quickly rushed after her.


The walk was awkwardly silent for a while.

There was so clear tension with Nick there. Clementine had to admit, she felt a bit nervous around the man.

"Does it really take all of us to deal with some damn fish traps?" Nick suddenly grumbled. "I could've dealt with this on my own."

"You can hardly be trusted to tie your own shoelaces, let along get dinner for the whole group." Pete replied.

"How come your always treating me like an idiot?!" Nick inquired.

"I'll stop treating you like one when you stop acting like one. Grow up, boy." Pete said.

"How about you shut the hell up." Nick retorted. "I think that would make us all happy."

"Please don't fight." Clementine pleaded.

"Stay out of this, kid!" Nick snapped.

"Hey, don't talk to her like that!" Molly snapped at him.

Nick glared at them before saying, "Whatever. I'm going to take a piss."

"Thanks for the announcement, next time we'll be sure to play it over a big speaker." Pete commented sarcastically.

"Yeah, yeah." Nick walked off.

"What is it with him?" Molly asked.

"He's… He's just got some growing up to do. Don't mind him." Pete said.

"Pretty hard not to when he acts like that." Molly said. "Is he always that way?"

"More or less." Pete replied. "Frankly, I'm pretty used to it. I've only know him all his life."

"I feel for you then." Molly said.

"He's not that bad, once you get used to his mood swings. The boy's got his mom's temper."

"Where's she?" Clementine asked. "His mom, I mean…"

"Clem…" Molly called in a warning tone.

"No, it's fine… She… We lost her recently." Pete said. "It was… a situation that got out of control."

"Oh… I'm sorry. You don't have to talk about it…" Clementine said.

Pete let out a sigh. "We were trying to help someone who had a bite… We knew they were injured but… we didn't know the full extent… when we realized it, it was too late. My sister was right there and she…" He trailed off.

Clementine and Molly both frowned.

"Things haven't been the same… Nick's grieving and the group's been on edge, plus we have Carver after us… it's just a big mess." Pete explained.

"I'm sure…" Molly said.

"Who is Carver? Why is he after you?" Clementine asked.

"It's… a tricky situation, Clementine. Some people are just crazy." Pete said.

"So… he's crazy?" Clementine asked.

"Probably more than that." Pete said.

"He sound dangerous." Clementine noted with a frown.

"Trust me, we wouldn't be avoiding him if he wasn't." Pete said.

"At some point you guys are going to have to tell us something about this guy. Something more than "he's dangerous"." Molly said. "He leads a camp, he has some crazy followers. What else?"

"And at some point we'll tell you..." Pete replied.

Molly rolled her eyes.

"Come on, let's keep moving." Pete said.

"What about Nick?" Clementine asked.

"He'll catch up." Pete said as he started walking. The other two followed. "Anyway, how are you two holding up?"

"Fine, considering. Honestly, I don't know how long we're gonna stick around. I get that your groups on edge, but if you guys have some psycho after you, I can't take a chance of putting Clem in danger." Molly said.

"We've been avoiding him pretty good so far… I don't think it's smart to take a child out there with the lurkers." Pete said.

"The geeks are the least of our concern. We can easily handle them." Molly said.

"If you say so." Pete said. "Well, when your time comes to depart, I won't stop you. You guys just be safe out there."

"Always." Molly said.

"How far are the fish traps?" Clementine asked.

"It ain't much further." Pete answered.

Pete noticed Clementine's gaze drift to his gun. He looked to Molly. "I take it you taught her to shoot? And by that I mean properly. Any idiot with a finger can shoot."

"My friend Lee taught me." Clementine quickly said.

"Lee?" Pete repeated.

"He took care of me, when this first started." Clementine said.

"Oh… I take it he didn't make it…?" Pete asked.

"I… had to shoot him." Clementine looked away with a frown.

"I'm sorry to hear that, kid… I can't imagine how hard that must've been for you." Pete said.

"Yeah…" Clementine sighed.

Sam seemed to pick up on the girl's sudden sadness as he rubbed against her hand.

Clementine gave a tiny smile, "Thanks, Sam."

"Clementine knows how to defend herself, you don't have to worry about that." Molly said. "Like I said before, she's very capable."

"I figured someone taught her. Especially since she's lasted so long." Pete said.

"I never shot a rifle before though." Clementine said.

"I'm not surprised. This thing would probably knock you on your ass." Pete said. "What I am surprised about is that you two don't have a group. How long has it been that way?"

"A while. I'm not a big 'people person'… And most groups tend to fall apart after some time." Molly said.

"Not this one. We're a solid group, as dysfunctional as we can be at times. Trust is the foundation, it's what keeps the group together." Pete said. "A group's like a family. You gotta be able to trust your family."

"It's hard to trust people out here." Molly said.

"I agree with that." Pete said. "It's good that she can defend herself though. It's important nowadays."

"Yeah, not just with a gun though. I make sure she could use a knife too." Molly said.

"That's good." Pete said. "Nick was about Clementine's age first time I took him hunting. We came across this beautiful thirteen-point buck just standing there at the ridge-line. The boy takes the rifle… lines up the shot like I taught him… and then I hear him start whinin'. He turns to me and he says, "I can't do it. I can't shoot it, Uncle Pete. Please don't make me shoot it."

"Aw, that's sad." Clementine said.

Suddenly Nick came rushing over, a scowl on his face. "Hey! Why didn't you wait?"

"You want us standing around while you piss on a tree? You know where the river is, boy." Pete said. "Anyway, so I grab the gun out of his hand before the big buck runs off, when BANG. The gun fires. The boy nearly gut shot me, and of course the buck gets away."

"What are you going and telling them this shit for?!" Nick inquired.

"Just trying to let them know it's nothing personal with you." Pete said.

"Calm down, both of you." Molly said.

"Why don't you mind your damn business?" Nick spat.

"Why don't you watch your damn tone?" Molly retorted.

"Please don't fight…" Clementine said.

"Nick, it wasn't a big deal." Pete said.

Nick shot him a look. "Why are you always giving me a hard time?"

"Because you're always giving everyone else a hard time." Pete replied.

"You're always trying to embarrass me." Nick grumbled.

"You're doing a good enough job of that on your own!" Pete said.

Nick groaned before bumping pass his uncle.

"Leaving us again?" Pete huffed.

"I know where the fucking river is!" Nick snapped.

Pete watched him go before sighing. "So anyway… I found that buck later that season. Shot it right in the neck. Brought it up to my sister's figurin' she'd wanna freeze some of the meat. Nick didn't speak to me for weeks." Pete finished his story. "Sometimes you gotta play a role… even if it mean people you love hate you for it."

"He doesn't hate you." Clementine said.

"He obviously has a lot of growing up to do, but Clem's right. He doesn't hate you." Molly said.

Pete rubbed the back of his head, wearing a frown as he contemplated their words.

"UNCLE PETE!"

"Nick?!" Pete called back, looking concerned.

They quickly rushed toward the direction Nick had ran off in. Upon arriving by the river they were met with a gruesome sight.

Several bodies were laid on the ground. They looked around in horror.

"Holy shit…" Molly muttered.

Sam started growling.

"It's okay, boy… It's okay…" Clementine said, trying to keep him calm.

"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph…" Pete muttered. He slowly poked one of the bodies with his gun. "…Full of holes…"

"W-Who do you think did this?" Clementine stammered.

"Not sure yet, but it ain't your average gang of thugs, that much I know." Pete said.

"Think about it, you're Carver what do you do?" Nick said.

"Okay, I keep hearing about this Carver. Just who the hell is he, really? Why are you all so scared of him?" Molly asked.

"He's a crazy fucker." Nick simple said.

"Look, now's not the time…" Pete said.

"Then when is the time?" Molly asked.

"We need to check these bodies." Pete said.

"Fine, but I want answers once we're done here." Molly said.

Pete sighed. "Let's just check these guys. Be careful. Some of them might still be moving."

Molly and Nick both nodded and did as he said.

"Stay close to me, Clem." Molly said.

"O-Okay…" Clementine stammered, still shocked by what she was seeing.

They proceeded to check the bodies. Clementine kept close to Molly while Sam started sniffing around.

Suddenly the dog started barking.

"Sam, what's wrong?" Clementine asked. She looked to the direction the dog was focused on and her eyes widened. "There are more out there."

"This wasn't no rinky-dink pissing match." Pete said as he stood up and stepped away from the body he had been checking.

"What was it then?" Nick asked.

"FUBAR." Pete started making his way to the other side of the river.

"Where are you going? We need to get the fuck outta here!" Nick called.

"Gotta check the rest." Pete simply said.

"What? Why?!" Nick demanded.

"Calm down and think about it, son!" Pete exclaimed.

"Calm down?! We gotta get outta here now!" Nick replied.

"Jesus Christ, get ahold of yourself." Pete groaned.

"What if someone's alive?" Clementine said.

"Who cares?" Nick said.

"If they are they might be inclined to tell us who did this." Pete said.

"That might be true, but it might not be a smart idea to stick around so whoever did this can come back." Molly said.

"We'll be fine. We gotta do this now. The faster we check them, the faster we can leave." Pete said.

Molly sighed. "Fine. Let's just hurry the hell up."

"Stay here, keep searching these." Pete told Nick.

"This is a dumb idea." Nick said.

"I don't like it either, but sooner or later you're gonna have to realize a simple truth." Pete told his nephew.

"What? That you're an asshole?" Nick demanded.

"That nobody is this world is gonna give a Goddamn whether you like something or not! You gotta grow up, son." Pete said.

"Whatever…" Nick groaned.

"Come on, Clem. You wanna be useful? Keep a look out on that treeline. Whoever did this might still be out there. Waiting for another sucker to stumble upon this mess. Just like baiting a fish." Pete said.

"Molly?" Clementine looked to her guardian for permission.

"Just stay close." Molly said.

"Okay." Clementine agreed.

"Look, just keep your head on straight…" Pete said. He suddenly heard a groan and turned to walker, impaled by a spear. He examined the walker. "Same deal. He's shot to pieces… Hope this wasn't anyone you knew."

"No…" Clementine said.

"Good." Pete pulled the spear free and used it to stab the walker through the head. With the walker dead, he looked around. "Damn it, more on that side. You check out these ones. See if there's anything on them that might these us who they were."

"I'm on it." Clementine said.

"You always so agreeable?" Pete asked her.

"No." Clementine said.

"Good, you'll fit right in with this outfit." Pete said. "I'm gonna check the other side."

"I'll go with you. Clem, shout if you need anything." Molly said.

"Okay." The child replied.

Pete and Molly took off to the other side of the river.

Clementine proceeded to look at the remaining bodies on that side. She flinched when she suddenly heard a cough. Her eyes widened as she looked down at the figure and realized they were one of the men who had attacked her and Molly.

Sam was beside her, and the man was injured so she knew she had nothing to be afraid of. "W-Who did this to you?" She asked.

"P-Please…" The man managed to get out. "W-Water…"

"I… I don't have anything… I'm sorry…" Clementine said. She didn't feel too sorry, her first impression of this man was he was a bad person. But if she had water on her she would've given him some, for the sake of saving her humanity.

Suddenly Pete gave out a yelp.

Molly looked over from the body she had been checking, while Clementine quickly jumped to her feet as Sam began barking.

"Are you okay?" Molly called.

"I… I'm fine… I just… lost my footing…" Pete called back.

Molly furrowed her brows.

Clementine glanced to the man's ripped pants leg, but before she could say anything Sam started barking more.

"Shit! Lurkers!" Nick called. He wasted no time in firing his rifle.

Pete raised his gun, but it was no good. The gun clicked. "I'm out of ammo!"

Molly rushed over to Pete. "We gotta get out of here!"

"Come this way! I'll cover you!" Nick called.

Molly knew it was too risky.

Clementine stood in place, unsure of what to do. "M-Molly?" Clementine called.

"Go with Nick!" Molly told her. As much as she didn't trust him, Clementine could easily run straight to him without the risk of getting grabbed by a walker.

Clementine started to protest. "B-But-"

"Go now!" Molly ordered.

Clementine nodded and did so. "Come on, Sam!"

Nick was still firing shots. Clementine grabbed at his arm and he nearly turned the gun onto her in surprise.

"Nick, we gotta go!" Clementine said.

"What about my uncle?!" Nick asked.

"He'll be fine! We gotta get out of here!" Clementine said.

Nick huffed, but obliged. The two ran off.

They raced through the woods for several minutes. Sam's was constantly growling and barking as he ran right along with them. However, Clementine was shocked when the dog had suddenly darted pass them. "S-Sam!"

Nick quickly grabbed the girl. "Forget him!"

"W-What?! No!" Clementine cried out.

Nick ignored her and pulled her towards a shed. He quickly tossed the door open and yanked the child inside.

He shut the door and took a deep breath. He pushed against the door as the walkers began banging, Clementine did the same.


Molly had noticed Pete running with an obvious limp. When they finally managed to stumbled upon a truck they quickly locked themselves inside to wait out the undead.

"Well, they shouldn't be able to get through that. But on the downside, we can't get through them." Pete sighed.

"We'll have to wait until they clear out." Molly said.

"Unfortunately. Who knows how long that'll take…" Pete said. He slowly took a seat and clutched at his injured leg.

"So… What are you gonna do?" Molly asked.

Pete furrowed his brows. "What?"

"About your leg?" Molly asked. "You… Were you bit?"

Pete was silent, but that was answer enough.

"Shit… I'm sorry… Maybe we can-"

Pete stopped her. "What? You and I both know what a bite means."

Molly frowned, her gaze flickered to a nearby saw. "You could always… cut it off?"

Pete followed her gaze and his eyes grew wide.


Loud bangs crashed against the door. It looked like it would give at any minute. Clementine was worried that if the walkers would actually manage to break it off its hinges.

"We… We need something to block the door with!" Clementine said.

Suddenly Nick moved away from the door.

"What are you doing? Nick!" Clementine gasped as she was left to secure the door on her own.

A moment passed before Nick returned with a crate which he used to block the door.

Clementine sighed in relief and took a step back. "What about Sam? He's still out there."

"Screw him." Nick said.

"He's my friend!" Clementine exclaimed.

"He's a dog!" Nick argued.

"He's nice…" Clementine muttered.

"Nice? Didn't he bite the shit out of your arm? I'm sure he'd do it again." Nick said.

Clementine frowned at that. "He didn't mean it."

"Sure he did." Nick said. "Wave some food near him again, he might bite your face off next time."

Clementine cringed at the thought. "Are you always so… crude?"

"Do you even know what that means?" Nick asked back.

"Do you think I would've said it if I didn't?" Clementine replied.

"Yeah, I do think so." Nick said.

Clementine rolled her eyes at that.

"You should be more worried about Uncle Pete and Molly than a stupid dog." Nick told her.

"Molly knows how to take care of herself… I'm sure they'll be okay." Clementine said.

"I guess…" Nick shrugged, taking a seat.

"What do we do now?" Clementine asked.

"I don't care." Nick said.

"If we're stuck here, we should at least look around. Maybe we can find something to help us get out of here." Clementine suggested.

"Knock yourself out." Nick replied.

Clementine decided to start looking around as Nick sat in silence. "Aren't you going to help me?"

"What for?" Nick huffed.

"Because… we should at least try to do something." Clementine said.

"There's nothing we can do. Sit down and wait to die, I guess…" Nick said.

"You shouldn't talk like that…" The child scolded.

"Why not?"

"Because... it's bad to be so negative." Clementine said.

"What do you know?" Nick scoffed.

"A lot more than you think." The child went back to her searching. She noticed some kind of object that was unfamiliar to her. She examined it.

"It's a still." Nick explained.

"I know what it is." She called.

"The fuck you do." Nick said.

"Okay… What then?" Clementine asked.

"It's for making booze. That rig ain't fit to piss in." Nick said.

The child stood and continued her search around the shack. She looked to a cracked window. "Do you think they'll break through that window…?"

Nick ignored the girl.

Clementine huffed. "Guess I'll just stand here, talking to myself."

Nick still gave no response.

Clementine eventually noticed some kind of shelf and picked up a jar from it.

"What is that stuff, lemme see?" Nick said.

Clementine obliged, bring the jar to him.

Nick opened it and took a whiff, then a sip. "Whiskey…"

"Now what?" The child asked.

"Oh, fuck if I know. We wait, I guess…"

Clementine slowly took a seat and decided to wait as Nick said.

She hoped someone found them soon.


"Are you really suggesting that I cut off my leg?" Pete asked, looking shocked.

"Cutting it off, could save your life. That might be your only option." Molly said.

"Like that would work…" Pete said. "My cousin got real lucky… Me or the other hand… We're stuck in a van. And I'll bleed out like a stuck pig."

"We can figure something out." Molly said.

"Like what?" Pete asked.

"Leave that to me." The woman replied.

"…How far do you think I'd get with a missing leg?" Pete wondered.

"I guess we'd have to find out." Molly said.

"I'd probably pass out from the amputation… And what about the lurkers, how would we get pass them?" Pete asked.

"Noise attracts them. If I can find a way out of here, I can try to lure them to a different spot." Molly said.

"I don't see any way out…" Pete said.

"If I find a way to make enough noise at the back door, I can get out through the front." Molly said. "From there I should be able to take the geeks out."

"You don't think that's too risky?" Pete asked.

"I'm used to taking risk. Sometimes you have no other choice." Molly said. "I don't wanna let you die here. But… the only way I can save you, is if you let me…" She motioned to the saw. "I'll let you think it through, while I have a look around…" Molly said.

Pete just kept quiet while Molly began searching around.

There wasn't much useful around, but she did manage to find some clothes, that appeared clean enough to use as bandages. She knew however, she'd need something to clean the wound. Otherwise, it would get infected.

She opened up a box finding a pack of cigarettes.

"What's in there?"

Molly picked a pack up, showing it to him.

"Give me one of those." Pete said.

"I'm sure they're bad by now." Molly replied.

"Probably, but I'd smoke a dead coon's tail if I could." Pete said.

Molly handed him one of the cigarettes.

"Got a light?"

She pulled a lighter from her pocket and flicked it.

Pete coughed a bit, "Well, that taste about as bad as it smells."

"I'm sure." Molly said.

"Want one?" Pete asked.

The woman refused. "Nah… I'm good."

"Suit yourself…" Pete said.

"So… what do you want to do?" Molly asked.

Pete let out a long sigh and looked to the saw. "Do you think it will even work?"

"If we're fast. We have to do it before the infection has the chance to spread." Molly responded.

Pete took a deep breath "I guess I have nothing to lose… Expect my piggy-wigglies…"

"You sure?"

"It's probably my only chance at survival." Pete said with a frowned. "And I should take it."

"Probably… And trust me, you'll get a lot farther if you're alive than if you die from a bite." Molly said.

Pete gave a nod. "Cut it off."

Molly reached for the saw…