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Rick couldn't remember the last time when he ran that fast. The sheriff deputy ran way ahead of the group with his wounded son in his arms. Shane, Chef and Chris all ran as fast as they could behind him, trying to catch up to him. The man who accidently shot Carl was running along with them. They learned that his name was Otis, and that he came from a farm where there was someone that could save Carl.
The group of men didn't had much choice but to trust Otis because they didn't really had many options now.
As they proceeded to run along the fields it was becoming quite obvious for them that the overweighted man was out of his breath, as he was now practically stumbling forward while the others were running. Shane and Chef grabbed him by his clothes and pushed him forward.
"Hey, you move, shithead. Come on. Get us there." Shane told to Otis, holding him by his clothes.
"Get up, soldier! You'll rest later!" Chef added, as he and Shane let go off Otis' clothes and proceeded to run as fast they could to the farm Otis told them about.
''How far? How far?!" Rick asked, as he turned to Otis for a second, but didn't stop.
"Another half mile that way..." Otis took a small pause to catch breath, "...Hershel. Talk to Hershel. He'll help your boy."
The overweighted man stopped on the field to catch another breath as Shane and Chef went over to him to get him moving again as Rick didn't stop and continued to run towards the farm, running ahead of Chris who was running closely behind him.
At the farm house, a young girl sat on the porch and saw the two men in the distance running towards the house. She took out her binoculars and called for her dad the moment she saw Carl.
As her dad along with a few other people walked outside of the house, he called over for Rick and Chris, "Was he bit?"
"No. He was shot." Chris answered as he and Rick ran up to them, "The guy who shot him told me he was with you."
"Otis?" A woman asked as everyone walked over to them.
''He said find Hershel is that you?" Rick asked as Hershel approached him, earning a nod of confirmation from the eldery man, "Help me. Help my boy."
"Everyone get inside." Hershel instantly commanded as he lead everyone into the house into a bedroom, "Patricia, I need my full kit. Maggie, painkillers ,coagulates, grab everything." He said as he tossed the covers away as Rick quickly laid his son down on the bed, "Pillowcase.''
"I-is he alive?" The sheriff deputy asked, desperately wanting to know if his son was alive.
"Pillowcase, quick." Hershel repeated himself, as Chris quickly got him one of the pillowcases.
"Is he alive?" Rick repeated his question as everyone from Hershel's house started setting the medical equiqment in front of the bed.
Not answering to Rick's question, yet, Hershel told to Chris, "Fold it. Make a pad. Put pressure on the wound.''
Chris did as he was told to. As he pressed the pillowcase against Carl's gunshot wound, Hershel listened to a heartbeat, "I've got a heartbeat. It's faint''
This information made Rick let out a sigh of relief. His son was alive...
"I got it step back." Patricia said to Rick and Chris. Chris took his hands off the pillowcase and made space for Hershel and the rest while Rick was quite hesitant and took only one step backwards, his eyes not leaving his son. No one could really blame him for that.
"Your name?" Hershel asked them.
"Rick." Rick replied, shakily.
"Chris." Chris replied soon after.
"We're gonna do everything we can,okay? You need to give us some room." Hershel explained, turning his gaze away from Carl for a second to look at Rick, "Now."
It finally made Rick back away from the bed as the sheriff deputy slowly stepped backwards and joined Chris on the side of the room. He turned his head and looked out seeing Shane, Chef and Otis running up the driveway towards the house. Rick and Chris walked out of the room and went towards the porch.
As they came out onto the porch, Rick's face was completely pale as Chris had his clothes covered in blood, which he failed to notice, yet.
''He's alive? He's still alive?" Otis asked in worry for the kid he shot accidentally.
Rick didn't answer. The host of Total Drama had to answer for him, "They found a heartbeat."
The two men could hear how Shane, Chef and Otis all let out a sigh of relief as Shane looked down at Chris hands, "Hey, celebrity. You got blood on your hands."
Chris looked down at his bloodied hands, letting out a sigh, despise having a chance to use fake blood before, he never was a fan of the real one. The moment when he had to bash the walkers skull with a rock during the attack on the camp in Atlanta made him dislike it even more, "...I had to put pressure on Carl's wound."
Shane nodded his head in understanding as he took out a rag and handed it to the host, "Here. Take this."
"Is your son okay?" Chef asked Rick.
Chris immediately started wiping out the blood from his hands as Rick led everyone back into Carl's room where Hershel started to get things under control, as the farmer asked Rick, "You know his blood type?"
''A-positive,same as mine." Rick answered.
"That's fortunate. Don't wander far. I'm gonna need you." Hershel turned to Otis, "What happened?"
''I was tracking a buck. Bullet went through it." Otis explained in sadness.
''When clean through. The deer slowed the bullet down,which certainly saved his life. But it did not go through clean. It broke up into pieces. If I get the bullet fragments out..." Hershel stated, looking at Carl's wound, "And I'm counting six."
Chef cringed, recalling the moment back from his time in the army when one of his fellow soldiers was shot and they had to pull out every piece from his body, while he was still conscious.
Otis went over to Patricia, ''I never saw him,not until he was on the ground." He cried to her as she hugged him.
Rick was thinking to himself, while looking over at Carl and realized something, starting to cry, "My wife doesn't know. My wife doesn't know...''
The rest of the group was still looking for Sophia in the forest. Lori was worried that neither Rick or her son came back after all of them heard a gunshot a while ago.
"You still worrying about it?" Gwen asked, looking over at Lori.
"It was a gunshot." Lori pointed out.
"Yes we know." Duncan said.
"We all heard it." Daryl added.
"Why one? Why just one gunshot?" Lori asked, a bit worried.
"Eh, maybe they took down a walker?" Ezekiel guessed as he walked in the back of the group.
"Please don't patronize me. You know Rick wouldn't risk a gunshot to put down one walker." Lori said, growing more fearful as she talked about it, "Or Shane, and Chef. Chris only had a machete with him, they'd do it quietly."
''Shouldn't they have caught up with us by now?'' Carol asked.
"There's nothing we can do about it anyway. Can't run around these woods chasing echoes." Daryl stated.
"So what do we do?" Lori asked him.
"Same as we've been. Beat the bush for Sophia, work our way back to the highway." Daryl answered.
"I'm sure that our favourite cook with them they'll hook up with us back at the RV." Duncan stated.
Andrea and Tyler came up to Carol to side, as the blond haired woman said, "I'm sorry for what you're going through. I know how you feel."
"I suppose you do." Carol stated, recalling that Andrea and Tyler both lost someone important to them not that long ago, "Thank you. The thought of her out here by herself...It's the not knowing that's killing me. I just keep hoping and praying she doesn't wind up like Amy..." She paused when she realized what she said. Andrea gave her a look as Tyler gripped his metal baseball he found in one of the cars on the highway, "Oh god. That's the worst thing I ever said.''
Andrea decided to ignore how Carol mentioned Amy, and said, "We're all hoping and praying with you,for what it's worth."
'' I'll tell you what it's worth-not a damn thing. It's a waste of time all this hoping and praying..." Daryl stated.
Duncan cut him Daryl off as he looked over at him, angry over the time they wasted in the church, "Thank you! I thought I was the only one zen around here."
Daryl looked at Duncan for a second, then added, "We're gonna locate that little girl, she's gonna be just fine.''
The juvie nodded his head in agreement to that as he, along with Daryl walked over to Izzy who was ahead of the group, looking for any possible traces which would hopefully led them to Sophia.
"Find anything?" He asked her.
"No." Izzy shook her head.
Back at Hershel's farm, Rick, Shane, Chef and Chris sat in the living room. Rick and Shane were sitting on the couch while Chef and Chris were sitting on the chairs across from them.
"Why'd I let him come with his? I should have sent him with Lori." Rick said.
"You can't blame yourself for that." Chef spoke up as Rick looked over at him, "You had no idea that this would happen."
"Neither of us had." Chris added.
"That's right." Shane agreed with them, "You start that, you'll never get that monkey off your back."
Rick glanced over at his best friend, ''Little girl goes missing,you look for her. Simple. You said call it,head back."
''Doesn't matter what I said." Shane stated.
''Carl got shot because I wouldn't cut bait. It should be me in there." Rick said, shaking his head.
Shane chuckled, "You've been there,partner. Right? And you pulled through. So will he."
"Is that why I got out of that hospital? Found my family for it to end here like this?" Rick stated bitterly, "This some kind of sick joke?"
''You stop it. Just stop." Shane told him.
''A little girl goes missing..." Rick gave a long pause, "You look for her. It's plain and simple."
''Rick." Maggie called out, causing the four men to walk into the room. Inside Carl cried out in pain for his dad as Hershel was trying to pull out a fragment.
''He needs blood, You, two hold him down." Hershel said, looking to Shane and Chef who quickly ran over. Chef held Carl's legs in place as Shane put his hand over his chest. Carl began to scream even louder as Rick got his arm cleaned out while Hershel was close to pulling out a fragment.
"Almost there." He said, as Carl let out another long scream.
''Stop! You're killing him!" Rick cried out to the farmer.
"Rick,do you want him to live?" Hershel asked him.
''He needs blood." Patricia said quickly.
"Do it now!" Shane screamed as Patricia pushed a needle into Rick's arm.
"Now!" Chef shouted as Carl stopped screaming and closed his eyes. His head fell to the side as all four men looked at him in shock and fear.
"He just passed out." Hershel said to their relief as he pulled out a fragment, "One down... five to go."
Minutes later, after Rick finished his transfusion he thought of Lori again, "Lori needs to be here. She doesn't even know what's going on. I've got to go find her. Bring her back."
"You can't do that." Hershel explained.
"She's his mother. She needs to know what's happened. Her son's lying here shot." Rick stated.
"And he's going to need more blood. He can't go more than 50 feet from this bed." Hershel said firmly to him to which Chef, Shane and Chris nodded their heads.
They all walked out of the bedroom and went into the living room where Otis and Maggie were waiting for the news. The overwighted man asked them, "How is he?"
"He's stable." Chris answered.
"For now." Chef added to which Otis and Maggie let out sighs of relief.
"Lori has to be here guys, she has to know." Rick pleaded.
''Okay,I get that. I'm gonna handle it. But you've got to handle your end." Shane told his best friend.
"We're gonna take care of it." Chef assured the sheriff deputy, "But just as Shane said.. You've got to handle your end."
"My... my end?" Rick asked, looking over at his best friend.
"Your end is being here for your son. Even if he didn't need your blood to survive,there is no way I'd ever let you walk out that door. Man,I'd break your legs if I tried. You know that, right?" Shane said, sincerely, making Rick nod in response, "If something happened to him and you weren't here...If-If he slipped away while you were gone,you would never forgive yourself for that. And Neither would Lori, man."
"We will do everything we can to save your son, Rick. We are all a group that is facing the mess that world has turned into, and we need to look out for each other." Chef told Rick, putting his hand on Rick's shoulder. Rick put his hand on Chef's hand and squeezed it, giving him a thankful look.
Just then, Hershel opened the door and walked out, making everyone get up from their seats, "He's out of danger for the moment. But I need to remove those remaining fragments."
''How? You saw how he was." Rick asked.
"I know,and that was the shallowest one. I need to go deeper to get the others." Hershel informed.
"Oh..." Chris said, crossing his arms. Situation with Carl just became worse.
"Oh, man." Shane said, sounding just as worried as Chris for the kid.
''There's more." Hershel declared.
'Tell me." Rick wanted to know.
"His belly's distended,his pressure is dropping,which means there's internal bleeding." Hershel said as everyone stared up at him worriedly, "A fragment must have nicked one of the blood vessels. I have to open him up,find the bleeder and stitch it. And he can't move while I'm in there-I mean,at all. If he reacts the same as before,I'll sever an artery and he'll be dead in minutes. To even try this,I have to put him under. But if I do,he won't be able to breathe on his own. Same bad results."
''What'll it take?" Rick asked, worried for his son.
''You need a respirator." Otis cut in, "What else?
''The tube that goes with it,extra surgical supplies, drapes, sutures." Hershel explained.
''If you had all that you could save him?" Rick wanted to know.
"If I had all that,I could try." Hershel answered, giving a nod of his head.
"Where's the nearest hospital? Perharps we can find it there?" Chef asked the farmer.
"Nearest hospital went up in flames a month ago." Otis said to Chef, who sighed and shook his head, "The High School."
''That's what I was thinking. They set up a fema shelter there. They would have everything we need." Hershel explained.
"Place was overrun last time I saw it. You couldn't get near it. " Otis stated, "Maybe It's better now."
"I said,leave the rest to me." Shane said.
"Don't think about it, soldier." Chef said as Shane glanced over at him, "I'm coming with you."
Shane nodded his head, accepting Chef's help as he looked up at Hershel, "Come on. Doc,why don't you do us a list and draw us a map?"
"We'll make sure to get everything we need." Chef added, with a nod of his head.
"You won't need a map. I'll take you there." Otis said, earning everyone's attention, "Ain't but five miles."
Patricia looked over at her husband worriedly, "Otis, no."
''Honey,we don't have time for guesswork and I'm responsible. I ain't gonna sit here while this fella takes this on alone. I'll be all right." Otis assured her to which Patricia let out a tearful nod. This boy was in this condition because of him, he wanted to help as best as he could to save him.
''Are you sure about this?" Shane asked him.
''Do you even know what any of the stuff he's talking about looks like?" Otis asked Shane and Chef.
"Come to think, no. Shane answered with a smirk.
Chef thought of the answer. He was patching up the contestants during both of the season of Total Drama, but he wasn't an expert in this area, "Not really."
''I've been a volunteer EMT." Otis began, "We can talk about this till next Sunday or we could just go do it real quick."
''We'll take right quick." Shane said.
"I should thank you." Rick said to Otis.
"Wait till that boy of yours is up and around. Then we'll talk." Otis said as she along with Shane and Chef walked out the door. Rick along with Chris, Patricia and Hershel followed them behind them as they walked to Otis' truck.
As Otis gave Patricia one last hug and grabbed his rifle, Chef pulled out the Glock and handed it over to Chris, making the host say, "Is that?"
"The weapon you found in the highway?" Chef answered for him, holding out the Glock to him, "Yes. You should have it."
"I don't know how to use this." Chris pointed out.
"My answer is going to be the same as yesterday. You're gonna have to learn." Chef said, as Chris was debating with himself if he should take the Glock or not.
"Maybe you should have it while you'll be gone?" Chris asked him.
"No. I have my shotgun, and the pistol I got from the safety kit in our bus." Chef answered, "I'm going to be safe."
Although he was hesitating to take the Glock from Chef, the host of Total Drama eventually took it from him, "If you say so."
With that, Chef, Shane and Otis all squeezed into the truck. Shane looked over at Otis and saw his hunting rifle, making the owner of this rifle say, "Only one I got."
"This turned into a weird day." Shane said, shaking his head.
"It's hard to disagree." Chef stated. He'd never except this day to go the way it went.
Rick and Chris watched all three of them drove off down the road away from the farm, as Maggie walked over to them, "Where is she, your wife?"
The group continued to walk through the forest towards the highway, Lori walked next to Daryl, leading everyone as she finally asked, "How much farther?"
''Not much. Maybe a hundred yards as the crow flies." Daryl replied.
"Too bad we're not crows." Gwen stated, shaking his head.
''Oh. As the crow flies, my ass." Andrea stated.
Suddenly a walker turned around a tree and caught the pair off guard. Andrea let out a scream of horror, earning everyone's attention as she backed away from the undead. The walker lunged towards her as she tried her best to hold it off, stabbing it in the chest. She pushed him off her and rapidly backed away from him, only this time, she fell on the ground. She started crawling away from the walker, screaming every moment as she did so, until help came in a form of Alejandro as the spanish teen pushed the walker away from her and slamming his boot against it's head.
As the group gathered around Andrea, they all heard the sound of someone of a horse which was becoming more and more louder until Maggie appeared in their sight as she rode a horse, a baseball bat was in her hand just in case if something happened.
She stopped in front of the group, asking, "Lori? Lori Grimes?''
''I'm Lori." Lori said.
''Rick sent me. You've got to come now." Maggie quickly explained the situation to her.
''What?" Lori asked, confused.
"There's been an accident. Carl's been shot." Maggie replied as Lori's face quickly dropped, "He's still alive but you've got to come now. Rick needs you. Just come.''
Lori tossed her bag to the ground and ran over towards her, as Daryl pointed at Maggie, "Whoa whoa whoa. We don't know this girl. You can't get on that horse."
"How do we know you aren't lying?" Tyler added.
''Rick and Chris said you had others on the highway,that big traffic snarl?" Maggie asked.
"Yeah." DJ confirmed with a nod of his head.
"Backtrack to Fairburn road. Two miles down is our farm. You'll see the mailbox. The name is Greene.'' Maggie quickly said as she and Lori rode off back into the forest.
Everyone watched as they rode away a bit confused by a walker who sat up groaning only for Daryl to say, "Shut up." And fire off his crossbow, killing it.
Minutes later, the group made their way back to the highway, where everyone else was waiting for them to come back, as the juvie called out for Dale and Harold, "Old man, Doris, is the RV ready, yet?"
"Yeah." Dale answered with a nod of his head, as Duncan walked past them, moving towards his new motorcycle.
"Why?" Harold asked.
"We have to go to this farm. Carl's been shot, and they're treating him there." Bridgette answered.
Dale's and Harold's eyes shot open in shock at this revelation, ''Shot? What do you mean shot?''
''I don't know,Dale. I wasn't there. All I know is this chick rode out of nowhere like Zorro on a horse and took Lori." Glenn answered.
"You're telling me that some random chick just come out of the forest and you let her take one of us?" Noah asked, leaning against the RV, with his arms crossed.
"Climb down out of my asshole." Daryl said to Noah who rolled his eyes at the redneck insult.
"Rick and Chris sent her. She knew Lori's name and Carl's." Leshawna explained.
Andrea and Tyler walked past Dale and Harold, as the old man shot the blond haired woman a worried look, "I heard screams. Was that you?''
"She got attacked by a walker." Alejandro explained, "It was a close call."
''Andrea, are you all right?" Dale asked Andrea, but got no answer from her before her and Tyler slammed the door of the RV shut.
Rick and Chris came out to the porch with Hershel as they observed the land of the eldery farmer, the sheriff deputy stating in awe at how this place was untouched by the plague that completely changed the world over these past few months.
"This place is beautiful." Rick stated.
''Been in my family 160 years." Hershel said proudly.
Chris chuckled, "It's just like my family. We owned the same house for over 60 years in my home country. But the surroundings were completely different. More watery."
"Where you're from?" Hershel asked him, turning over the host.
"Newfoundland." Chris answered.
"You're from Newfoundland?" Rick asked.
"Born and raised." Chris answered, lowering his head as he remembered how one of the competitions in the third season was going to take place in him home country, "I moved out a long time ago and ended up where I was until this entire thing happened." He said as he looked around his surroundings, "This place is really untouched compared to everything we saw so far."
Rick nodded his head in agreement, as he looked over at Rick, "You're lucky."
''We weren't completely unscathed. We lost friends,neighbors. The epidemic took my wife, my stepson." Hershel replied.
''I'm sorry." Rick said sincerely.
''My daughters were spared. I'm grateful to god for that. These people here,all we've got left is each hoping we can ride it out in peace till there's a cure" Hershel said, as Chris and Rick looked away from him, remembering what happened when they visited CDC.
The sheriff deputy and the host of Total Drama shared a quick look with each other, until Chris said to Hershel, "We were at the CDC. It's gone now. There is no cure. We barely made it out of there alive.''
Hershel let out a small laugh and smiled, "I don't believe it. When aids came along,everyone panicked. One boy in town came down with it and some parents pulled their children from school so they didn't have to sit in the same room."
''This is a whole other thing." Rick told him, with Chris nodding his head in agreement.
"That's what we always say-"This one's different"." Hershel said, still with a smile.
''Well,this one is." Rick and Chris were sticking with his point.
Hershel shook his head, ''Mankind's been fighting plagues from the start. We get our behinds kicked for a while then we bounce back. It's nature correcting herself,restoring some balance."
''I wish I could believe that." Rick stated.
Chris sighed, "Same here."
It was when they heard a horse coming and looked up. Maggie and Lori quickly rode over to the porch and Rick ran off to get Lori. She collapsed into his arms, hugging him while Hershel and Chris watched sadly. Rick led her inside the farm house and she hugged her soon and wept, "Mama's here. You're gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay. We're gonna make you okay." She checked his pulse, before looking up att her husband, "Slow. How many transfusions?"
''Two. Only two." Rick answered.
"He wanted to do the same for you when you were in the hospital. I had to talk him out of it." Lori told him.
Rick nodded and with Lori's help walked out of the room into the dining room, where Chris, and Hershel were waiting for them, "Okay,so I understand,when Shane and Chef get back with this other man..."
''Otis." Hershel said.
"Otis. The idiot who shot my son." Lori said, bitterly.
"Ma'am,It was an accident." Hershel told her.
"I'll take that under advisement. For now he's the idiot who shot our son." Lori replied.
"Lori, they're doing everything they can to make it right." Rick told his wife.
"Okay." Lori said, as she turned her look at Hershel,"As soon as they get back you can perform this surgery?"
''I'll certainly do my best." Hershel said with a nod.
''Okay. You've done this procedure before?" Lori asked.
"Well, yes, in a sense." Hershel answered.
"In a sense?" Lori asked him another question.
"Lori, we don't have the luxury of shopping for a surgeon." Chris pointed out.
''No,I understand that." Lori said, "But I mean you're a doctor,right?"
Hershel nodded his head, "Yes, ma'am. Of course. A vet."
''A veteran? A combat medic?'' Lori wanted to know, as she was seeming to light up slightly.
"A veterinarian." Hershel corrected.
Lori paused for a moment, ''And you've done this surgery before on what? Cows? Pigs?"
Shane, Chef and Otis were sneaking up a hill towards the building which was the building where they would find everything they needed to save Carl.
"Let's take a look." Chef said as the group of three men looked over the car and saw a bunch of walkers.
"We can get pass them." Shane stated.
"We just need to be careful." Chef added.
''You see that big mobile medical trailer across the way?" Otis asked them.
Chef and Shane took a quick look at the trailer Otis was gesturing to as the co-host of Total Drama asked him, "That's where we got to get to?"
Otis nodded his head in confirmation, "Yeah."
''Let's get going then." Shane said.
The group was preparing themselves to leave highway and head out towards the farm, but Carol's eyes were not leaving the forest, she just wanted to get her daughter back, and didn't want to leave the highway just in case if his daughter would come back to the highway.
"I won't do it. We can't just leave." She said.
"Carol, the group is split. We're scattered and weak." Dale told her.
"What if she comes back and we're not here?" Carol pointed out, "It could happen."
''If Sophia found her way back and we were gone." Bridgette shook her head at the scenario that flew through her mind.
"That would be awful." DJ stated.
"Okay. We got to plan for this. " Daryl spoke up, "I say tomorrow morning is soon enough to pull up stakes. Give us a chance to rig a big sign,leave her some supplies. I'll hold here tonight,stay with the RV."
''If the RV is staying,I am too." Dale added.
"I think I'll stay too." Harold said.
"I'm in." Andrea said.
"So am I." Tyler added.
''Well,if you're all staying then I'm..." Glenn was cut off by Dale.
"Not you,Glenn. You're going. Take Carol's Cherokee." Dale interrupted him, as he turned to Alejandro, "You will join him.
''Me? Why is it always me?" Glenn asked Dale as Alejandro nodded his head.
''You have to find this farm, reconnect with our people and see what's going on. But most important,you have to get T-Dog there." Dale explained as everyone glanced over at T-Dog who sat away from the ground, his eyes on the ground.
"We've checked his cut while you were gone. He has a very serious blood infection. Get him to that farm. See if they have any antibiotics. Because if not,he will die." Noah added.
Daryl scoffed and walked over to his bike and pulled out a bag of meth and pill bottles, ''Why'd you wait till now to say anything? Got my brother's stash." He said as he dug into his stash, finding two bottles and tossing them to Dale and Glenn, while everyone stared at him surpised, "Crystal,X. Don't need that. Got some kick ass painkillers. Oxycycline. Not the generic stuff neither. It's first class. Merle got the clap on occasion."
Dale smiled as he looked at the pill bottle as Gwen stated, "That's a rather welcoming revelation."
Everyone agreed with her.
Hershel was checking Carl's blood pressure, while Lori, Rick and Chris watched, "Pressure's dropping again. We can't wait much longer.''
''Take some more. Whatever he needs. Then I'm gonna go." Rick said to him.
"Go? Go where?'' Lori asked him.
''He said five miles. They should be long back by now. Something's gone wrong.'' Rick replied.
"Are you insane? You're not going after them." Lori told him. Rick was not in the condition to go.
"You're not in the condition for this." Chris added.
"Rick, listen to your them." Hershel told the sheriff deputy, ''You've given too much blood. You're barely on your feet. You wouldn't make it across the yard.''
"If something happened, I have to go." Rick insisted.
"They're going to come back, Rick." Chris assured him, knowing that Shane and Chef are going to come back. He knew Chef better than anyone else in the group did, and he knew that co-host of Total Drama was going to make sure that all three men that went to get everything they needed to save Carl will return safely from their mission.
"Listen to him, Rick." Lori agreed with her the host of Total Drama, "Carl needs you here. And I can't do this by myself. Not this one. I can't. I can't."
The group of three men managed to find a way how to the pass the walkers and got to the medical tent where Otis told them they'd find everything they came here for in the first place. and were currently filling their bags with everything they needed to save Carl.
The respirators appeared in Shane's sight as he called over to Otis to make sure it was what they've been looking for, "Is this it?''
''Yeah, three." Otis confirmed it and upon hearing it Shane immediately put the respirators in his bag while Chef filled his bag with the tubes that went with them.
''Endotracheal intubator, baby, for my new respirator." Otis said, seeing how Chef put the tubed in his bag.
"Attaboy." Shane stated.
"Let's go, soldiers. We don't have much time." Chef said, to which Shane and Otis nodded their heads in agreement.
The three of them quickly hurried over to the door and opened them to see a walker looking directly at them. It snarled, causing other walkers to see look over at them.
"Goddamn it!" Shane cursed at the bag situation they found themselves in as the group of three men started running deeper into the school as the herd of the undead chased them.
"Stay close!" Chef shouted as they ran across the school's lots. Unfortunely for them, at each turn they were getting blocked off by more and more walkers. One of them grabbed Shane's arm, but fortunely Chef was there in time to save and knocked the walker into the ground with the back of his shotgun. They quickly run up to the entrance to the school as Shane frantically tried to open the door as the circle of walkers formed around them.
Not seeing any other option, Shane shot the glass doors open and they quickly made their way into the school. Otis and Chef closed the security gate before the walkers could get in and locked it, to prevent them from entering the school.
The only thing they could do now was to watch in horror and fear as the walkers slammed themselves against the door, as the lock was slowly getting looser...
Welp, here we are with the farm.
RIP Scott Wilson. We won't forget your amazing performance as Hershel Greene.
Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.
