Superstition – Stevie Wonder
Even after talking to an actual scientist that had studied the cause of the dead rising, he didn't really understand what had happened. Rick had the feeling that a lot of other survivors were in the same boat. Part of it was not being a scientist or a doctor, but part of it was just that it seemed like such an impossible thing to happen. What was next, vampires?
Not understanding didn't change the facts of their current situation though. They had to do all they could to survive and keep going on, no matter what was against them. It might seem that the only good things they had were all in the past, but that couldn't stop them either. They had to save each other, keep each other from falling into the daydreams of a better life, and keep each other strong as much as they possibly could. Denial of the walkers was a weakness, and trying to understand it better would only be a distraction.
"Come on, we need to get moving again. This road isn't so bad, but we might run into trouble up ahead." He handed another bottle of water to Lori and she nodded, accepting it and his words. They hadn't been out of the city for long, but every minute they lingered in the open was another chance for something to go wrong. He wouldn't have wanted to stop at all, but in their hasty departure from Atlanta they had left a lot unsaid and unplanned.
Shane sidled up to his other side and made a sweeping gesture across the divided highway. "This should get us most of the way there if it's clear, but they might have set up roadblocks closer to the base. Security measures, you know?" They both had some familiarity with that idea, being deputies. "We should stop again if it is getting too late, search for supplies in some of those stalled vehicles, clear the road if there are only a couple walkers nearby."
Rick rubbed a hand against the back of his neck, "Yeah, sounds like a good plan."