I don't own Total Drama and The Walking Dead. I only own my OC's.

Sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.

Guest: I was actually torn between Lindsay and Owen about who should be the first one from Total Drama to die, and as you know it ended up with Lindsay dying in the attack, and Owen living a bit longer.

SomeGuy2020: I'm glad you're liking it! :)


The day after the attack, the group was cleaning up the bodies, burying the bodies of the campers that didn't made it alive and burning the bodies of the walkers. Andrea and Tyler hasn't moved since last night and were still at the side of their loved ones, mourning their deaths.

Lori approached Andrea, walking past Tyler who's eyes were still on Lindsay's body, as if they were unable to look in different directions, " Andrea. I'm so sorry. She's gone. You got to let us take her. We all cared about her and I promise we'll be as gentle as we can."

She gave Andrea a quick pat on her back and left to talk with her husband. She walked past Daryl, Alejandro, Duncan and Chef as they were crushing the skulls of the dead, to prevent them from changing into walkers, Morales, Glenn, DJ and Izzy as they were carrying the bodies into the fire. It was obvious to her that DJ and Glenn were holding back tears as they were putting the bodies of the people they meet during the time they spent in this camp into fire.

As she walked over to her husband he asked her, "She still won't move?''

''She won't even talk to us. She's been there all night." Lori answered as she glanced over at Tyler, "Things aren't better with him, neither. I talked with his friends and most of them told me that they tried to talk with him, but he didn't answered to any of their calls. What do we do?"

"We can't just leave Amy and Lindsay like that. We need to deal with it same as the others." Shane stated.

"I'll try to talk with them." Rick said as he made his way over to Andrea, "Andrea..."

Andrea's response to this was instant, he pulled her pistol out and aimed it at Rick, "I know how safety works."

''All right. Okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Rick said, backing away from her. It seemed like she didn't want to talk with anyone, and it as just a gentle way to put it. He walked over to Tyler, hoping to at least have a talk with him, even though it was pretty obvious to him that the chance of it was very small.

He only found himself to be right as he approached the teenager, "Tyler..." He didn't got an answer, "...Tyler."

Again, silence was the only answer he got from the teenager.


The group was having a discussion about what they should do about Amy and Lindsay. Most of them seemed to have trouble about thinking of the way how to convice Andrea and Tyler to let them bury their loved one, but Daryl had a pretty much strong opinions about what they should do, and he wasn't afraid to tell them about it,

''Y'all can't be serious. Let them hamstring us? The dead girl's a time bomb." was what he told them.

"What do you suggest?" Rick asked him.

''Take the shot. Clean, in the brain from here. Hell, I can hit a turkey between the eyes from this distance." Daryl explained.

"No. For god's sakes, let her be." Lori told him.

"What if it was your brother laying there instead of Amy or Lindsay, Daryl?" Gwen asked him.

"Would you be okay if one of us just walked over to your brothers body and a put a bullet in his head while you're crying over his loss?" Leshawna added, crossing her arms with a glare directed towards the younger Dixon.

"If it was my brother, he'd kick my ass for not taking care of that sooner." Daryl retorted as he everyone to just watched him walk away from them towards Morales and Izzy to help them with the body of someone from the camp. They carried him by his shoulders as he carried him by his legs, as the headed towards the burning pile of bodies.

They were stopped by Glenn and DJ, as the Korean man asked them, "What are you doing? This is for the geeks. This is for our people." He said as he pointed at the row of bodies they had started for the group members.

"What's the difference? They're all infected." Daryl pointed out, as they set the body down to look at Glenn and DJ.

"Our people go into the row over there." DJ said, upset, as tears began showing in his eyes, "We don't burn them! We bury them! Understand?"

Daryl, Izzy and Morales looked at the two of them for a moment, before they picked up the body once again and brought the body to the row Glenn and DJ pointed at.

"You reap what you sow." Daryl scowled at them.

Morales looked at him, "You know what? Shut up."

Grunting, Daryl let go off his legs, causing them to fall on the ground, making Morales and Izzy drag it the rest of the way, "Y'all left my brother for dead." He shouted loudly, so the whole group would hear him, "You had this coming!"

"Can't you just be quiet for a second?" Courtney asked, carrying the body of a walker to the fire with Bridgette as the younger Dixon walked past them.

Jim walked over to Jacqui, who was ready to move another body. As he came up to her, she looked up at him, noticing blood on the side of his shirt, "The blood is fresh, were you bit?" She asked the first thing that came into her mind.

"No." He quickly replied, as he put his hands on his knees and looked at her, "I just got scratched during the attack."

"You got bit." Jacqui stated, as she stood up.

"I'm fine." Jim tried to convice her.

"Then, show me." Jacqui told him.

"Don't tell, please." Jim pleaded her.

"A walker bit him. A walker bit Jim." Jacqui loudly announced to the group.

Everyone suddenly stopped what they were doing, and came up closer to them, "I'm okay." Jim said to them, as people made a circle around him.

"Show it to us." Daryl demanded as he walked up to Jim, pointing at him. A pickaxe was on his shoulder, "Show it to us."

"Jim, we're not going to hurt you. Just show us if you were bitten." Chef tried to reason with Jim, but he wasn't listening to any of them.

"Listen to him, Jim." Chris said, standing next to Chef, wanting to be sure if Jim was bitten or not. If it would turn out to be true, then Jim would be a danger to all of them.

As the people began to get closer to him, Jim picked up a shovel that was laying nearby, and held it in front of him, as a form of defense.

"Easy, Jimbo." Duncan said.

"Grab him!" Daryl shouted.

"Jim. Put it down, put it down." Shane said, as he walked up to him, with his shotgun at his side.

Jim, who was mostly focused on Daryl, Duncan and Shane in front of him, didn't had a chance to notice Chef behind him. The co-host of Total Drama grabbed him from behind, grabbing his arms and pulling the back, causing him to drop his shovel on the ground.

"I'm okay. I'm okay." Jim kept repeating those words, as Chef still held him. Chef gestured towards Chris to come over to them as host of Total Drama immediately knew what he meant by that. He quickly made his way towards Jim and grabbed his shirt. He pulled it up, revealing a bit mark on his stomach.


The group had gathered in a circle to debate what to do with Jim while he was sitting in the back of an RV.

"I say we put a pickaxe in his head and be done with it." Daryl said, as he stood with a pickaxe on his shoulder.

"Is that what you'd want, if It were you?" Courtney asked the younger Dixon, as she looked at him, "A pickaxe to the head?"

"Yes, and I would thank you while you did it." Daryl answered.

"I never thought I'd say something like that, but the redneck is perharps right about it. Jim was bitten which makes him a danger to everyone in this place." Noah stated.

''What if he changes without anyone here noticing it? It may cost more life of people here." Heather added.

"Of people here? You mean yourself?" Bridgette asked her.

"Maybe." Heather stated, "But it doesn't change the fact that he's a danger to all of us."

"Jim's not a monster, guys. or some rabid dog." Rick said, with his hands on his hips, "He's sick."

"Hey, hey." Shane said with his hands up as Rick got louder, "Shhhh."

"He's sick. A sick man. We start down that road, where do we draw the line?" Rick said, glancing around the group.

"The line's pretty clear, zero tolerance for walkers, or them to be." Daryl pointed out.

"What if we can get him help..." Rick was interrupted by Dan in the middle of the sentence.

"There's no help for him, Rick We all should know what happens to the people who are bit or scratched by them. They all turn. No exceptions." Chef said, as Rick opened his mouth to speak, but Chef continued, gesturing towards the truck that he and the rest got from Drake on the day when they bombed Atlanta, "Do you know how we got that truck?"

''No." Rick shook his head.

"It was a few hours before they bombed Atlanta. We were on the road for another season of Total Drama when we crashed on the road as I tried to avoid hitting someone who was most likely a walker. A few of us went to get help and a man in the truck stopped on the road to help us. His name was Drake and he had a bit mark on his neck, he told us he got it on the gas station when a walker attacked him, he probably was lucky that the owner got in there in time and saved him from that walker..." Chef started explaining how he, Chris and the contestants found out about all of this.

He sighed, remembering the sight of Drake's lifeless body on the floor, "When we arrived on that gas station, Drake was much paller, even though it was just a few minutes after we meet him on that road. When he went into the gas station to talk with the owner about getting us help, someone else came out just a moment after. It was a walker, the first one we had kill to survive. After taking care of him we went into the gas station, and saw Drake, laying in a pool of blood, the body of the owner who most likely was the one who killed laid next to him, his head smashed into pieces. The owner who saved his life just several minutes ago was the one to end his life... He turned into a walker in just several minutes after saving Drake."

"So this is what happened to Drake..." Cody muttered to himself. Chef, DJ, Sierra, Tyler and Izzy never told any of them what happened to Drake on that gas station, and he couldn't blame them. He wouldn't like to talk about it as well.

Chef paused for a moment, "...Rick, what I'm trying to say, is that Daryl's is probably right about it. If we'll try to help Jim, we'll be delaying the inevitable."

Rick just nodded his head to this story, as he asked, "What about CDC? I heard that they were working on the cure."

"But it was before the world become how it is today, a lot could have changed." Chris pointed out.

"What if it is still up and running?" Rick asked. if there was an option to go to the CDC, they should try it, "If there's any government left, anu structure at all, they'd protect CDC at all cost, wouldn't they? I think it our best shot. Shelter, protection. It's our best choice and Jim's only chance."

''Rick, you want those things, all right? I do too, okay? Now if they exist, they're at the army base. Fort Benning." Shane suggested, as sat on the crate, a shotgun was resting on his shoulder,

"That's 100 miles in in the opposite direction." Lori pointed out.

"That is right, Lori." Shane agreed with her, before he added, "But if that place is operational, it'll be heavily armed. We'd be safe there."

''The military were on the front lines of this thing. They got overrun. We've all seen that. The C.D.C. is our best choice and Jim's only chance." Rick stated.

''You go looking for aspirin, do what you need to do. Someone needs to have some balls to take care of this damn problem!'' Daryl shouted as he turned and began to run towards Jim, with the pickaxe raised. The sound of the hammer of a gun stopped him from bringing the axe down into Jim's skull, as Rick came up from behind him.

"Hey, hey hey!" Shane shouted as some of the group ran after Daryl.

"We don't kill the living." Rick said to Daryl as Shane made his way in front of Daryl, blocking him from Jim.

Daryl kept his pickaxe raised for a moment, before he lowered it down, "That's funny coming from a guy who just put a gun to my head."

"We may disagree on some things, not on this." Rick told him.

"Put it down." Shane added as Daryl threw his pickaxe into the dirt and walked off.

"Come with me." Rick told Jim, as he turned to him.

"Where are you taking me?" Jim asked, looking up him.

"Someplace safe." Rick explained.

As Rick and Shane started taking Jim away, everyone went back to what they were doing. Daryl picked up his pickaxe made his way to the closest corpse which happened to be a body of Carol's husband Ed. He raised the axe in the air, and was about to bring it down at Ed's head, but was stopped by Carol, who approached him.

"I'll do it. He's my husband." She said to him as he handed her the pickaxe. At first she hesitated, but then she started repeatedly hacking Ed's head into pieces as she cried, with Daryl quietly watching it from behind.

Dale walked over to Andrea and sat down beside her, "I came to pay my respects. Did I ever mention how I lost my wife?''

''Cancer, wasn't it?" Andrea asked him, not taking her eyes off her sister.

''Yeah. I dragged her to every doctor, every test. And after all the surgeries and the chemos, she was ready. She accepted it, you know? But I never could. And I spent the last few years so angry. I felt so cheated. Since she passed, you girls were the first people... That I cared anything for." Dale told her as Andrea pulled out something from her pocket. It was a necklace she found in the store back in Atlanta. The necklace that was supposed to be Amy's birthday present, "This is her birthday?''

"Her birthday was always like... like a week long affair. But I somehow always missed it. I was away at college or too busy for kid's parties. She'd call all excited. I always said that I'd make it home and I really always meant to, but I never made it past that phone call." Andrea explained, Dale could hear the guilt in her voice.

''I know things are hard enough for you without adding guilt into the mix, huh?" Dale asked her.

Andrea remained silent, not saying anything in response as she pulled the mermaid necklace out of the paper and carefully put it around her sister's neck.

"Tyler, amigo." Alejandro said as he approached the red clothed teenager with Chef and Duncan, a baseball bat was in his hand, "We came here for Lindsay."

Tyler said nothing as Duncan told him, being straight to the point with what he just said, 'You know that she's going to turn. We can't allow that to happen."

Tyler sighed, knowing that Duncan was right, even though he hated to admit it, as he stood up from the ground and faced Chef, Duncan and Alejandro, "I'll do it."

"Soldier, you know that you don't have to, right?" Chef asked him, "Let one of us to take care of it."

Tyler shook his head as he glanced over at Alejandro, and gestured towards his baseball bat, "She's my girlfriend. Let's me do it."

Although, he was a bit hesitant, at first, Alejandro gave Tyler his baseball bat, as Chef spoke up to the jock again, "If you won't be able to do it, we're here."

Ignoring what Chef just said to him, Tyler looked down at Lindsay's lifeless body, "I'm sorry..." He said as he brought the bat down upon Lindsay's face, smashing her face to prevent her from turning into a walker, which was followed by another smash, and another. Alejandro and Duncan shared a quick look with each other with themselves as Chef just stared at the teenager, not really knowing what to do, or say.

Andrea heard Amy breathing. Her younger sister opened her bloodshot eyes, as she spoke up to her for the last time, tearfully, "Amy, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not ever being there. I always thought there'd be more time. I'm here now, Amy. I'm here." She held her forehead against Amy's while also holding her by her neck to prevent her from bitting her, as she pulled out her pistol and aimed it at the younger sister's head, "I love you."

She sobbed as she pulled the trigger. The gun fired and the bullet penetrated Amy's skull.


The survivors from the camp staged a funeral for everyone that didn't made it alive from the sudden attack of the walkers last night. Dale and Andrea carried the lifeless body of Amy into the hole while Tyler and DJ carried the body into the other one. The group said their final goodbyes to their friends and loved ones, and wished them to rest in peace.

The next morning, they were preparing to leave to CDC as Shane conviced to go there, instead of Fort Benning, saying that he trust Rick and his instincts.

"Alright, everybody listen up. Those of you with CB's, we're gonna be on channel 40. Let's keep the chatter down, right? Now you got a problem, don't have a CB, can't get a signal or anything at all, you're gonna hit your horn one time." He told the group, "That'll stop the caravan, any questions?"

"Uh, we're not going." Morales announced as he stood next to his family, causing everyone to look at them.

"What? Why?" Sierra raised her brow in confusion at the choice of Morales and his family.

"We have a family in Birmingham. We wanna be with our people." Miranda explained.

"You go on your own, you won't have anyone to watch your back." Shane pointed out, looking at the family.

"We'll take that chance. I gotta do what's the best for my family." Morales said.

"You sure?" Rick asked, wanting to be sure.

"We talked about it. We're sure." Morales assured him.

"Alright, Shane." Rick said as he knelt down next to the bag of guns.

''357?" Shane asked his best friend.

"Yeah." Rick replied as he pulled out Smith & Wesson Model 586 - 357 Magnum, as Shane grabbed a box of ammo. Rick walked up to Morales with the gun in his hand. Shane walked beside him, with a box of bullets.

Morales took the gun from Rick and the box from Shane, before Shane informed him, "The box is half full."

Lori jumped off the hood of the car she was on and walked over to say her goodbyes to the family.

"Thank you, for everything." Miranda said, as Lori approached her.

"Come here." Lori said to her, as she embraced her tightly, as tears began to form in her eyes.

"Good luck, man." Shane said as he shook the man's hand. Lori kissed the foreheads of Morales' son and daughter before they went to say their goodbyes to the other children in the camp.

"Bye." Eliza said to Sophia, giving her a hug, as Sophia started crying as she put her arms around her.

"Thank you." Miranda said, hugging Lori, as Eliza pulled away from Sophie, before giving her doll to her. Sophia took it to her chest, as Eliza walked over to her father.

"I'm going to miss you, buddy." Owen said, as he and Morales shared a quick hug.

"Same thing to you, big guy." Morales said, offering Owen a quick smile.

"Good luck out there." Bridgette said to Miranda after sharin a quick hug with her, "I hope you're going to be okay."

"Same to you, Bridgette." Miranda said as she looked at Bridgette's locket "I'm sure you'll find him."

Bridgette looked down at her locket, "Thank you. I hope you're right."

"Channel 40 if you change your minds." Rick said to Morales.

"Okay." Morales said, as he said his began walking towards their car.

"Come on, let's move out." Shane said to the group, as everyone got into their vehicles, ready for their journey.

They all began to drive down the path to the main road. Morales was in the the lead. He waved his hand to the group, as he took the other direction, leaving the truck with Chef and Chris in the front of the group. Chef held a map in his hand, they found it a while ago and it would be quite helpful to them and Chris was sitting in the driver's seat.

And with that, the group drove towards their destination, for hours.


It was late in the afternoon when the group heard Dale hit the horn, and saw him pulling his RV off to the side of the road, causing the car behind him, and the truck in front of him to do the same. The engine was overheating again, as if the smoke billowing from the front of the RV wasn't proof enough.

"I told you we'd never get far on that house." Dale said, as he was standing in front of the hissing RV with Rick, "I said I needed the one from the cube van."

"Can you jury-rig it." Rick asked him.

"That's all it's been so far. It's more duct tape than hose... And i'm out of the tape." Dale answered, as everyone gathered in front of the RV.

"I see something up ahead." Duncan said at the front of the group. He had his binoculars at his hand up to his eyes, "I think it's a gas station if we're lucky enough."

Shane walked up to him, holding his hands out for the binoculars, "You're right, good eye kid."

"Guys! Jim is bad." Leshawna said as she rushed out of the RV, "Bridgette, DJ and Jacqui say they don't think he can take anymore."

"Hey, Rick, you wanna hold down the fort? I, and Duncan will drive ahead, see what we can bring back." Shane said to Rick.

"I'll come with you." T-Dog said as Shane nodded his head at him.

"Me too." Harold said as Shane nodded his head at him as well.

Rick nodded his head as he turned towards the doors of the RV to talk with Jim while Shane, Duncan, T-Dog and Harold drove off to find replacement for Dale's van.

The sheriff deputy went over to Jim, who was in agony, "We'll be back on the road soon."

''Oh no. Christ... My bones... My bones are like glass. Every little bump..." Jim stated, "God, this ride is killing me. Leave me here. I'm done. Just leave me. I want to be with my family."

''They're all dead. I don't think you know what you're asking. The fever... You've been delirious more often than not..." Rick was cut off by Jim.

" I know. Don't you think I know?" Jim interrupted him, groaning in pain, "I'm clear now. In five minutes I may not be. Rick, I know what I'm asking. I want this. Leave me here. Now that's on me. Okay? My decision. Not your failure."


"It's what he says he wants." Rick said, standing in front of everyone. Duncan, Harold, Shane and T-Dog hadn't found a hose for the RV, instead they found more duct tape.

"And he's lucid?" Carol asked.

"He seems to be." Rick replied, "I would say yes."

''Back in the camp when I said Daryl might be right and you shut me down, you misunderstood. I would never go along with callously killing a man. I was just gonna suggest that we ask Jim what he wants. And I think we have an answer.'' Dale said, looking around the group.

"We just leave him here? We take off? Man, I'm not sure I could live with that." Shane asked, looking over at him.

"It's not your call, either one of you." Lori said as they stood in silence for a moment, before Rick looked at Shane. The two men shared a quick nod, knowing what they're going to do with Jim.

"Yeah. That's it." Rick said as he and Shane gently put Jim under a tree, not too far from their cars.

"Hey, another damn tree." Jim chuckled, looking up at the tree, then at Shane who had a little laugh about it.

However, smile quickly faded from Shane's face, "Hey, Jim I mean, you know it doesn't need to be this."

"No. It's good. The breeze feels nice." Jim assured him.

"Okay. All right." Shane said, as he stood up, wiping the sweat from his mouth.

Jacqui came up next and knelt down beside him, "Just close your eyes, sweetie. Don't fight." She said to him as Jim closed his eyes, before Jacqui gave him a kiss on the cheek, before she stood up and walked to the RV.

After her, Dale was the next to walk up to him, "Hey." He said as he put his hand on Jim's knee, "Thanks for, uh, for fighting for us.''

''Okay.'' Jim struggled to keep his breathing normal, as Chef walked over to him.

"You did good, soldier. Fighting by your side was a pleasure." He told him, giving him a quick salute.

"...Thanks." Jim said. If he could, he'd salute back but he was too weak.

"It was a pleasure knowing you, sugar." Leshawna said, offering Jim, a quick rather sad smile. Bridgette and Gwen by her sides doing the same.

Jim gave her a quick smile in return. Everyone said their final goodbyes to him and headed back into their vehicles and continued their journey towards CDC, some of them giving Jim one last looks from the windows of their vehicles.

Jim was watching them leave from his position, until he closed his eyes, for the last time, and after that, there was nothing but darkness.


When the sun was going down, the group had arrived at the CDC and quickly noticed that it was not protected. There were hundreds of dead people and walkers all over the area. Everything, starting with military tanks, and ending with the tanks seemed to be abandoned. Some of the members of the group, were trying to mask the smell which was made by the bodies, by putting their their hands to their noses.

"This place doesn't looks safe to me." Noah stated, looking around.

"Everybody keep moving." Shane whispered to the group, loud enough to hear him, "Stay quiet, let's go."

The group proceeded to walk forward, as they passed a large sign blocking the entry road that said, "STOP. MILITARY CHECKPOINT."

"Keep moving, Stay together, keep moving, c'mon." Rick said.

When the group of got closer to the building, more into military zone, they could see more bodies lying around.

"Oh my gosh..." DJ said, looking around, horrified by the sight of the bodies.

"What happened here, eh?" Ezekiel asked.

"Carol." Lori said as she reached for the woman behind her.

"Shh." Rick said, as he glanced over his shoulder.

"Oh, god." Glenn said as he looked around. The Korean man could see the bodies all the way up to the closed, metal shutters of the CDC.

"Maybe coming here wasn't a good idea." Chris stated, walking by Chef's side, as the two of them walked in front of the group.

"Keep it together, c'mon." Rick said the group made their way to the main entrance.

Chris and Chef reached out and shook the metal shutters that were over the doors, causing them to rattle.

"Nothing." Chris stated as Chef put his back against the shutter, bending down a bit, trying to push it up. It wouldn't budge.

"There's nobody here." Gwen stated.

"Then why are these shutters down?" Rick asked, looking over at her.

"Walkers!" Daryl shouted, causing everyone to look behind them.

Everyone who had weapons, cocked them and moved a few steps forward, but didn't fire a shot, yet.

In this dark, nobody saw a legless walker who was slowly crawling towards Harold. Hedidn't saw it either, and it probably wouldn't end well for him, if one person from the group didn't rush over to stab it in the head, ending it's life. Harold, who was suprised that he was so close to ending up as a meal for this walker, looked down at the person who saved him, and saw... Duncan, which suprised him, a lot.

"Thanks." He told him, doing his best to hide suprise that Duncan just helped him.

"You owe me, Doris." Duncan told him.

After Duncan said those words to Harold, Daryl aimed his crossbow at the nearby walker, before killing it, "You lead us into a graveyard!

"Guys! This is a dead end! We have get out of here!" Alejandro shouted.

"Fort Benning, Rick. It's still an option." Shane reminded Rick.

"On what? No food, no fuel. That's 100 miles." Andrea said.

"125. I checked the map." Glenn added.

"This isn't the time for it, Glenn!" Cody told Glenn, Sierra already coming in front of him to shield him from the walkers.

''Let's move!" Chris shouted.

"Let's go, please." Bridgette said, hiding in the back on the group.

"Everybody! Back to the cars! Move!" Shane told the group as Rick looked up at the camera above the door when it made a whirring sound.

"The camera! It moved." Rick shouted.

"You imagined it." Dale said, looking back to the man, then towards the camera.

"It happens! I read about it!" Harold added, hoping that it'll convice Rick, but it did not.

"It moved." Rick said, as he moved closer to it, "It moved."

"Rick. It's dead, man. It's automated device, man. It's gears, okay?" Shane said as he grabbed Rick by his arm and started to drag him away.

"Rick, just listen to him." Chef said as he came over to Rick and Shane, when Rick started fighting to pull away, "Look around this place. It's dead.''

"We knew that it was one of the options when we were heading here." Chris added, wanting to get out of here as fast as possible.

"Rick there's nobody here!" Lori shouted as Shane pushed his back against his friend. Rick pushed him back and made his way around him. He walked to the shutter down the camera and started banging on it.

"I know you're here. I know you can hear me." He said to the camera, looking up at it, as Shane and Regi both came up to his side. Shane tried to grab his arm, only to be shaken off.

"He is going to get us all killed!" Heather shouted, pointing at Rick.

"Let's just get out of here!" Izzy shouted.

"We must go, please!" DJ said, turning to Rick for a moment, before looking back at the approaching walkers, with terrified expression on his face.

"Please! We're desperate! Please help us! We have women, children, no food, hardly any gas left." Rick said, holding his arm out to the camera as Lori ran up to him and put his hand on his chest.

"Rick. There's nobody here." She said.

"We have nowhere else to go." Rick said as he pushed her off and started banging on the shutter again, "If you don't let us in, you're killing us! Please!"

Shane grabbed Lori's arm and pushed her behind him, to the rest of the group, "Come on, buddy. Let's go." He said as Shane wrapped his arms around Rick's chest, attempting to drag him away.

"Please help us." Rick said as everyone started shouting at him, as Shane, who was joined by Chef pulled him away, "You're killing us! You're killing us!" He kept yelling those words to the camera, until Chef let go and Shane spun around and let go, sending him in the direction of the cars. Rick stumbled, doing his best to keep balance as he heard a noise behind him.

He and the rest of the group turned around and looked at the shutter that was slowly opening itself.

Everyone lowered their weapons, and just stared at the blinding light, which lit up the area in front of them.


Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.