Chapter 3
The boat stopped at a dock. It looks dingy an old. Kenny hopped out of the boat and grabbed the map from his back pocket.
"Where the hell are we?" Lee asked standing beside him glancing at the map.
"I think... Mexico?"
Lee looked around. It seemed quiet. No sign of walkers or anything.
"Should we look around?" Lee said after a while had passed. Kenny nodded.
"Christa, Omid keep an eye on Clementine were going to have a look around." Kenny called. He and Lee started towards the city next.
The streets were dirty and it seemed like nobody had been outside for days. Lee was starting to wonder if this was such a good idea. After walking through several streets Lee finally broke the silence.
"Why are there no signs of life, anywhere?"
"Beats me man." Kenny answered. They walked a bit more when they came across a shelter looking place. There were faint sounds from inside.
"Maybe there's people in here." Lee grabbed his gun just in case and they slowly opened the door.
"Hello?" Lee called out. Nothing. "We're friendly."
"Everyone says that!" A women called out. Lee stopped walking.
"We need your help."
"Why should we help you?" The women asked again.
Lee sighed. "We're looking for a safe place to go. What happened to Mexico? It seems a lot worse then I would have excepted."
The woman came up slowly holding a candle. She was covered in dirt and blood and her hair was knotted and she looked as if she hadn't slept in days.
"The dead took most of everyone and everything. There aren't to many of then left though, the dead. People killed most of them before they died."
Lee nodded. "So who are you?"
"I don't think you need to know that. I've got people to protect and I don't trust many of you others."
Lee nodded. "Sorry for troubling you." He headed back out of the building to Kenny.
"Well? What happened?"
"Mexico is pretty wiped out to. Most of the dead are gone though however." Lee told him.
"What do you think we should do?" Kenny asked looking around the stranded city. "I mean there doesn't seem to be a lot of activity around here, maybe it is a good idea."
"I think we should wait till morning and look around some more." Kenny agreed and they headed back to the boat.
In the morning the 5 of them started walking around the area looking for anything, food, water, amo, people. Lee and Kenny walked ahead with there guns just in case while Christ and Omid walked with Clementine shortly behind them.
"Are we staying here forever now?" Clementine asked Christa.
"Will see honey."
They came across a sign about a mile of walking later. It read 'Welcome to Guatemala '.
"Well I guess we're in Guatemala now." Kenny said. "Well ain't that dandy."
"Hello there." A man called. He came out of no where all of a sudden. He had a think country accent.
"Hello." Lee answered. "Who are you?"
"I'm Mayor Downy. And who might you nice people be?"
"Lee. This is my group. We're looking for a place to stay."
"Well to tell you the truth are towns been pretty wiped out of walkers. Ain't to many people around left either. I do know that there's still lots of supplies though. Me and my wife keep finding more and more."
"That's awesome." Omid spoke. "We should defiantly stay here."
"Now hold on." Christa stopped him. "If the dead have killed so many people how come there aren't to many left?"
The mayor turned and pointed to a far away spot. "That tank of toxics exploded awhile back. There's this lady who whistles big groups of them over there. They get burned to acid and that's the end of there time on this planet."
Lee was amazed how this place still seemed to be managing pretty well. It was much better then Macon or Savannah or Atlanta so why not try it out. They had the boat to go back to anyways if they needed it.
Lee turned to face his group. "I think we should stay." Omid and Kenny nodded. Christa didn't seem to really like the idea but when did she ever.
"Fine will stay." She grumbled.
"Great, well welcome to Guatemala!" The mayor said. Maybe this was there chance at the new start they so desperately needed.