"How long do you think he was tied up here?"
"Possibly a few days or weeks?"
The walker cracked it's one eye open to see a blurry figure standing before him. Squinting both it's eyes gently closed then adjust them slowly opening them up. It looked around. Before him was a group of people, there were a few men, woman, and children. All their eyes were set on him with wearied and worried faces told of their fear for him. They all stood aside, gazing at him as the man in the middle walked up to him.
Suddenly it heard the click of metal drawing it's attention to his hand. Its eyes widened when it saw a small barreled pistol in his hand. He slowly moved the gun upward the cold metal of the barrel pressed against its forehead.
"Go ahead Lee, put em' out of its misery." Said his friend, as he stood behind and watched.
"I'm sorry this had to happen to you. Wish you didn't had to go out like this..." He said as his thumb slowly cocked the gun back.
Immediately the walker grunted. "P-Pl-Please... d-don't... shoot... p-please..."
Silence erode through the whole group. Their eyes widened, shocked at what they just heard and not knowing how to react. After what felt like a few minutes, only one among the group spoke.
"Did that Walker just... talked?"