"Are you okay?" Clementine asked.
"Yeah, kiddo. I'm good…" Glenn said.
"Where are you now?" Clem said, before releasing the button on the side of the walkie-talkie.
"I'm right near the corner store, just getting out now." Glenn whispered. "How are you holding up?"
"I'm okay…" Clementine said, looking to the map on the table.
"Alright, he should be right there." Shane said, pressing his finger down outside the corner store.
Glenn parked the car on the side of the street then tip-toed onto the sidewalk and over to the crimson door of the corner store. Glenn looked around on the floor, noticing a pile of plastic with a circuit board and a bundle of wires attached to it. He inspected it further, noticing an unattached antenna near the crushed object. "I think I know why they haven't been speaking to us." Glenn mumbled into the walkie-talkie.
"Ask him why." Dale said.
"Dale asks why." Clementine said.
"Just found a radio, it's all crushed." Glenn said, looking up at the building about him. There was a reasonably high roof, but hardly tall compared to the surrounding tower-like buildings. "It could've been dropped off the roof, maybe?"
"Go ahead inside, we'll find out." Shane said.
Glenn took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open, looking around, holding up the handgun Shane had given to him. Glenn walked over to a set of stairs by the counter and took a step up before feeling a tug on the back of his shirt. Glenn gasped as he fell backwards onto the floor, going cross-eyed at the crossbow being pointed at his forehead. "The fuck are you?" The man grunted.
"Woo! We got ourselves a chink!" Another man chuckled in a gravelly and southern accent. "You order Chinese food, baby brother?"
"Glenn? Are you okay?" Clementine asked from the walkie-talkie.
The man with the crossbow, snatched the walkie-talkie from Glenn's hand. "Who is this?" He asked.
"Daryl?" Shane asked.
"Shane?" The man with the crossbow questioned.
"Motherfucker. Give me that fuckin' thing." The other man ordered, grabbing the radio. "Shane, the rest of the group better be fuckin' dead! We've been out here for a week!"
"Well that's why we sent Glenn here to get you." Shane said.
"Shit." Daryl sighed, standing up, lowering his crossbow from Glenn.
Glenn helped himself back up and dusted his shirt off. "Well lead the way, chink." The man with the gravelly voice said.
Glenn began to walk through the door and over to his car. Glenn opened the driver's seat door. "I got this." Daryl said, pushing past Glenn and sitting in front of the wheel.
Merle slid across the hood smoothly and jumped into the front seat of the car. Glenn huffed and sat in the middle back seat, buckling up his belt. "Which way?" Daryl asked.
"Just up here." Glenn said, pointing at the left lane into the highway. Daryl followed the lane, looking left and right through the streets and alleys.
"Wanna speed this thing up, asshole?" Merle scoffed.
"Settle down. I know what I'm fuckin' doing." Daryl sneered. "Fucker…"
"Ha! That all you fucking got?" Merle chuckled, smacking Daryl across the head.
Glenn sighed and tilted his head back in the back seat. "Don't fucking touch me!" Daryl huffed shoving Merle's shoulder.
"Asshole, watch out!" Merle yelled before the car thumped to a stop.
Glenn shot his head forward to see a walker clawing on top of the car, leaving a bloody trail with every contact it made to the already muddy windscreen. Daryl quickly reversed the car, causing the zombie to throw itself off of the hood. Daryl smacked on the windscreen wipers, clearing the screen up only to see a group of walkers stumbling and limping towards the car. "Aw, shit!" Glenn exclaimed.
"Make like your dick and have a little faith!" Merle said.
"What he said!" Daryl said.
"Not following your logic!" Glenn exclaimed, clutching on to the two front seats as Daryl spun the car around and backed it into an alley. The car slammed to a halt while Daryl desperately kicked the pedals to get the car moving, all to no avail.
Glenn looked behind him to see a bus in the way of the alley. "You're fuckin' kidding me…" Daryl growled.
"Get out of the car! We can go up to the rooftop through the fire escape." Glenn said as he sprinted out of the car, looking forward at the walkers making their way into the alley. Daryl and Merle followed him quickly.
Glenn jumped up to the ladder and desperately climbed up it. "Glenn? What's happening?" Clem said from the radio.
"Shut the hell up!" Merle said before clipping the walkie-talkie to his belt. Glenn looked down the fire escape helping Merle and Daryl up the ladder as he climbed up.
"Give me that thing." Glenn commanded, holding his hand out.
"You forgot to say please. They not teach you manners in China?" Merle coughed.
Glenn snatched the radio from Merle's belt and continued up the fire escape and on to the roof. "Clem? You alright?" Glenn asked once he was safely on his feet on top of the corner store.
"It's me. Everything okay?" Shane asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. A few…uh…complications." Glenn panted, as he bent over to get his breath back.
"Boy tell it how it is." Daryl said.
"What happened?" Dale questioned, nervously.
"We lost the car…" Glenn said, peaking over the top of the building at the zombies grabbing at the ladder, one managing to climb itself up to the first floor of the fire escape.
"You lost it?!" Shane gasped.
"Best just to leave the car to the little fuckers now." Merle sighed.
"Where are you? The store isn't that far into the city. Get further out of Atlanta then we could come and get you." Shane said.
"I can see how to get out, it's getting off this roof is the problem…" Glenn gulped.
"Jump down the front, genius." Daryl said.
Glenn walked over to the front of the store and looked down. "Any good?" Dale asked.
"Nope. We'd break something." Glenn huffed.
"Isn't there are a fire escape or something?" Shane said.
"That's how we got up here…we can't get down now." Glenn said. "Why don't we just go down the stairs in the store?" Glenn pointed over to a trap door on the ceiling.
"Chained on the other side!" Merle yelled, kicking the trap door.
"...Hey boy." Daryl said, snapping his fingers as he stared at the building across from them. "How far can you jump?"