THE WALKING DEAD SEASON FINALE: NO GOING BACK
Clementine clutched her glock and scanned the tree line as they walked alongside the river. Bonnie, who had gone deathly pale, was still holding her stomach while being supported by Luke and Kenny was leading the way. Luke turned his head towards Clementine "Hey, Clem, you did a good thing back there, you know?"
"Really?" She piped up.
"Yeah, it was better than leaving him."
| Thanks, Luke |
| I hope I did the right thing |
| Killing is bad |
| ... |
"My friend Lee said that killing is bad no matter what" Clementine stated.
"Well, at least you can justify it" Bonnie chimed in.
Kenny grunted "I still say you should have left him for the walkers. The fucker didn't deserve your mercy"
| You're wrong |
| Would've been worse if you did it |
| What's your problem? |
| ... |
"You're wrong, I did exactly what you did to Ben" Clementine responded.
"Ben? Who's Ben?" Luke questioned.
Clementine ignored him "Ben was my friend. He may have messed up but you helped him in the end. Ben didn't deserve to get eaten. Arvo messed up too but he didn't deserve to die like that either!" She snapped at him.
Kenny was stunned into silence and lowered his head.
Clementine sighed deeply and stared at the icy road below her feet as the reoccurring thought of Ben came into her mind...
"Hey, um Clem" Ben greeted gingerly.
Eight-year-old Clementine took her eyes away from her drawing and smiled warmly "Hi, Ben" she greeted sweetly, the innocence showing in her high voice.
"I um..." He scratched the back of his neck nervously and dug his hands deep into his pockets "I found some stickers in a draw for you" he said, pulling the stickers out of his pocket and handing them too her.
Clementine stared down at the flowery stickers, glancing at her walkie-talkie and then up at Ben with a beaming smile on her face "Thanks, Ben, now I can put them on my walkie!" She cried happily.
"You're welcome, Clem" Ben replied.
"Ben!" The voice of Lilly yelled across the yard. Ben grimaced and straightened himself up before turning towards her. Lilly walked up to him and shoved a rifle into his hands. "It's your turn for watch juty. Get up on top of the RV" she ordered, glancing at Clementine and giving her a brief, forced smile.
"Yes, Lilly" Ben grumbled. "Bye, Clem" and with that he made his way towards the RV. Lilly left shortly after. Clementine watched him to before sticking a pink flower and a yellow flower on her walkie-talkie. Once she was done she brought the walkie-talkie close to her chest.
The group crossed the bridge, the sound of the rushing water below eminent as they made there way ino the town. "We're here" Kenny stated the obvious, giving the streets a brief sweep any signs of living- or death. "Looks clear of walkers too" he commented. "I'm almost surprised"
"We should find shelter" Luke told him.
"I agree" Kenny replied. For once. Clementine scoffed internally. "The question is, where should we hold up? You got any ideas?" He asked, looking to Luke for answers.
"Not at the moment, no"
"Great. Just fucking great"
| I think I know |
| We could make our own |
| Maybe we should look for supplies |
| ... |
"I saw a church on the observation deck. Maybe we could to there" Clementine suggested.
"That sounds like a good idea. It has a tower so it will be easy to spot." Bonnie added.
"Church it is then. Clem, you know what it looks like, lead the way" Kenny told her.
Clementine trudged to the front of the group and led them through the empty streets towards the unknown.
LOADING...
Luke pushed the large doors open and the group hurried inside the church to get out of the bitter cold wind. "It'll probably start snowing again" Kenny commented.
"Well, at least we have a roof over our heads now" Luke responded as he helped Bonnie over to one of the benches and sat her down. "Not that we have a place to hold up for a bit, I'm going to head out and see what I can find"
"Just you?" Kenny questioned.
"Well, I'm the only one who isn't fatally wounded"
"What about your ribs?" Bonnie asked, letting out a small cough. "Carver gave you quite a beating"
"Not as bad as Kenny's" Luke replied with grimace. Kenny glared at him with one eye.
| I'll come with you |
| I'll stay here |
| What should I do? |
| ... |
"I'll come with you" Clementine suggested.
"No, you should stay here and rest up. You took a bullet after all" Luke replied.
"I'm fine, Luke" Clementine insisted whilst folding her arms.
"I think it would be best if you stay here, Clem" Kenny added.
Clementine nodded slowly "Alright, I'll stay" she agreed, not wanting to kick off an argument.
Luke turned towards the door and threw it open "I'll be back as soon as I can" he told no one in particular. "Just... Stay safe" he told them before vacating the church and shutting the door behind him.
Kenny sighed and wandered over to the end corner of the church "It's going to be a long ass time before we get to Wellington" he muttered to himself. Bonnie watched Kenny before lowering her head and staring blankly at the ground.
Clementine wandered aimlessly around the church with no goal but to just explore her surroundings.
(o) Look at benches
"They had seats everyone, I guess" she muttered quietly before backing away and moving towards the altar.
(o) Look at stain glass windows
The windows were completely shattered with only bits of glass remaining in the frame "I wonder what they looked like before they got smashed up" she murmured curiously.
"Probably had images of Jesus" Kenny assumed, even though the question wasn't aimed at him.
(o) Look at Kenny
Kenny stood cradling the baby, the infant seemed to have calmed down since the shoot out and was being deathly silent. Kenny himself seemed fine, although his damaged eye was starting to affect him as everyone so often he would lift his hand and rub the bandage and then curse lightly.
(o) Talk to Kenny
"Hi, Kenny" Clementine greeted with a simple wave.
Kenny lifted his head and the corner of his mouth twitched into a small smile "Hey Clementine"
| How are you? |
| How's the baby? |
| This is a nice place |
| How long do you think Luke will be? |
"How are you?" She asked.
"Could be better. Eye stings like hell and this side of my face hurts a bit but other than that, I'm fine. How are you?"
| I'm good |
| Not so good |
| Doesn't matter |
| ... |
"Not so good, my shoulder hurts" she replied, lifting her hand and rubbing it.
"Well, that makes sense, I guess. I'm sure you'll be fine"
| How's the baby? |
| This is a nice place |
| How long do you think Luke will be? |
| EXIT |
"How long do you think Luke will be?" She asked.
"No fucking clue. I wish he'd hurry the fuck up though, I don't really want to stay here"
| How's the baby? |
| This is a nice place |
| EXIT |
"This is a nice place" Clementine commented, glancing around at the church.
"It is, considering..." His voice trailed off. "It's been a long time since I've been to church" he told her.
"You went to church?" Clementine asked curiously.
"I'm a Christian" he stated. "I can't help but think though, if there is a God, then why the fuck hasn't he stopped this? Why start it in the first place? I guess he just wants to teach us a lesson, but we'll die before we find out what it is". "What do you think, Clem? Do you really think the world will ever go back to the way it was? Cause I sure as shit don't. We've all changed. If it did stop, then things wouldn't exactly get any better. Sometimes when I look at myself, I think about what I've become and it scares me." The older man shuddered.
| I hope so |
| I don't think so |
| I don't know |
| ... |
"I don't think things will ever get better, I did before but... This is who we are now, we just have to face it"
(?) Kenny will remember that
"I guess you're right." He murmured in agreement. "But this baby is a beacon of hope, the only hope we got." He paused "You know, Walt used to go on about how the world would never get better but we, as in humanity, would find a way to evolve. Went on about some Steinbeck bullshit too. I ignored him a lot of them time but now... I sort of miss it" he murmured sadly.
| How's the baby? |
| EXIT |
"Speaking of the baby, how is he?" Clementine asked, trying to change the subject.
"He seems okay. Not crying as much. But he won't last long without a mother. We all need to chip in and help look after him if we want him to make it"
| I'll help |
| I'm not very good with babies |
| You'll manage |
| ... |
"I'll help you, I know I'm just a little kid, but I'll do all I can"
(?) Kenny will remember that
"I know you will, Clem. You're going to be his big sister. You'll do just fine"
"I can take him off you for a while" she suggested, holding her arms out.
"No!" Kenny snapped suddenly, startling Clementine who dropped her hands by her sides. "I mean... I got it, alright?"
Clementine lowered her head sadly and turned to walk away "Bye, Kenny"
"Hold on a sec, Clem" Kenny told her. Clementine turned around as Kenny dug one hand into his pocket and pulled out a lighter. It was Clementine's lighter, since it had the same butterfly sticker. "I managed to swipe this after we escaped the pen back at Carver's place, thought you might want it" he said and handed it to her. "A lighter is never not useful. Unless of course you want tout out a fire and not start one"
| Thanks |
| You didn't have to do that |
| Why don't you hold onto it |
| ... |
"Thanks, Kenny" she replied gratefully.
"No problem"
Clementine tucked the lighter into her back pocket "I'm going to have a look around now" she stated simply.
"I'll let you get back to it then".
As Clementine was walking down the side of the benches she heard a thumping sound from below. The eleve-year-old scowled and stared at the wooden floor, tapping at it with her shoe.
(o) Listen to the floor
Clementine crouched down and pressed her ear against the floor.
(!) Right click on the ear icon and hold to listen for the strange noise
As Clementine listened closer the strange noise sounded more like movement, someone was shuffling around under their feet. "Clementine?" Bonnie called over to her "What are you doing?" She asked, her voice somewhat strained.
| Nothing |
| Listening |
| What do you think? |
| ... |
"Listening" she replied simply.
"Thanks, Captain Obvious" Bonnie replied sarcastically. Clementine smiled at Bonnie's sarcasm and got to her feet.
(o) Look at Bonnie
Bonnie's face was flushed of all colour. The only thing that stood out like a sore thumb was the bright red bruise on the side of her face which she had gotten after a run in with a walker in the museum. There were some dark black bags under her eyes as well. Her shirt and jacket were socked in her own blood along with her right hand.
(o) Talk to Bonnie
"You okay, Bonnie?" Clementine asked as she walked up to her.
"I've been worse." She replied weakly.
| You don't look very good |
| I heard a noise |
| I'm sorry about Mike |
| When do you think Luke will be back? |
"You don't look okay" Clementine commented on her earlier sentence.
"Well, I'm not as healthy as you, that's for certain" she commented, her eyes falling upon the bullet wound "I took a bullet to the shoulder once" Bonnie told her. Clementine said nothing, instead she stared intrigued "It was before I went to Carver's place. A friend of mine stole some stuff from this other group, so I ended up taking a bullet for her. She's dead now" she said with a grimace "But I got through it and I'm sure you will too. It's not so bad"
| It really hurts |
| I hope not |
| This is my good hand |
| ... |
"This is my good hand, will I still be able to do all the stuff I used to?" She asked.
"Of course. It's not like you got your hand shot off or anything. It's just your shoulder."
| I heard a noise |
| I'm sorry about Mike |
| When do you think Luke will be back? |
| EXIT |
"When do you think Luke will get back?" Clementine questioned.
"I don't know. It depends really. I hope he finds some meds, I could really use them right now" she murmured, glancing down at her bleeding stomach.
"What will we do if we can't find stitches?" Clementine asked.
Bonnie paused, lost in thought "I saw Kenny giving you a lighter" she muttered "We could use that to seal up the wound" she suggested.
"How?"
"By cauterising it" Bonnie told her.
"What's cauterising?"
"Where you burned flesh so that it blisters and seals the wound" Bonnie told her. "Carlos showed me once when I brought one of our guards into the sickbay" she murmured sadly "I wish he was here. I wish-" she paused "I wish nobody had to die"
| I heard a noise |
| I'm sorry about Mike |
| EXIT |
"I'm sorry about what happened to Mike. It wasn't fair on him... On any of us." Clementine said apoplectically. "I noticed that you... Kind of liked him."
Bonnie choked up "Yeah... I sort of did." She replied with a half laugh. "Don't dwell on it, Clementine, it's fine. I'm..." She paused, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply "I'm fine. I have to be strong."
| I heard a noise |
| EXIT |
"I heard a noise earlier, that's why I had my ear to the floor" Clementine told her.
"You heard a noise from underneath the church?"
Clementine nodded in response.
"I heard it too" Kenny said whilst approaching them.
"Well, what do you think it is?" Bonnie asked "Do you think there's a cellar down there?"
| A walker |
| A person |
| Rats |
| ... |
"It sounds like shuffling. I think there might be a walker that got trapped down there."
"Or someone died down there" Kenny muttered.
"Maybe there's a way to get down there" Bonnie commented. "People might have used this place as a base and they might have kept supplies in the cellar. They might have left something behind"
"It's worth a shot" Kenny replied.
"Let's search for a way down" Clementine suggested.
Kenny scouted around the church while Bonnie remain where she was as she was unfit to move. Clementine walked round until the noise got increasingly louder and she came across a lump in the carpet.
(o) Move carpet
Clementine pulled the carpet up to reveal a trap door, with a pad lock on the latch "I found something!" She declared. Kenny came rushing over, and even Bonnie moved from where she sat.
"Shit! It's locked" Kenny cursed angrily.
"Maybe I could..." Clementine reached into her pocket and pulled out the nail file Jane had given her "I could pick the lock" she said, inserting the nail file into the key hole.
"A nail file?" Bonnie questioned.
"Versatility is not overrated" Clementine stated, repeating the words Jane had told her. Kenny raised an eyebrow but decided not to question it.
"Isn't there a better way? We could always shoot it or break it with Clem's hatchet or my crowbar..."
"That will make a lot of noise, just let Clem do her thing" Bonnie insisted.
(!) Right click the nail file icon and move the mouse to the indicated direction to help Clementine pick the lock
Clementine twisted the nail file inside the lock in an attempt to open it. She had never tried this before but she was confident that she could do it. A few minutes later there was a click an the pad lock came off. "I did it!" She exclaimed triumphantly, removing the padlock and throwing open the trap door. The cellar below was dark and damp and not touched by any light. Hardly anything was visible, not even the walker that lurked within the shadows.
| I'll deal with the walker |
| I'll get the supplies and leave |
| Maybe someone else should go down |
| ... |
"I'll deal with the walker first" she told them, withdrawing her screwdriver.
"Good luck" Bonnie told her.
Clementine clambered down the ladder into the cellar and quickly pulled out her lighter and held it in her left hand, while holding the screwdriver in her right. She felt the bullet within herself rolling around in her joint, causing intense shooting pains to rush down her arms. She winced in pain and flicked the lighter on, allowing the flame to give the area a bright orange glow.
The smell of rotting flesh wafted up her nostrils and Clementine turned away in disgust. You never get used to that smell. A walker lunged from the darkness towards her, snapping it's jaw hungrily as it reached out with prying hands. Clementine backed up towards the ladder, holding up her lighter and straining her eyes to see the oncoming threat.
(o) Kick walker's leg
Clementine kicked the walker's knee. It's leg buckled and it collapsed to the ground. Clementine lifted the screwdriver and stabbed it in the back of it's head, killing it instantly. Breathing heavily, she stepped over the body and glanced around the cellar, her eyes falling upon a trunk.
"Everything okay down there?" Bonnie called down.
"Everything's fine!" Clementine called back. She knelt down in front of the trunk and attempted to open it. It was sealed shut. "Hmph" she grunted, lifting the screwdriver.
(o) Unscrew screws
The eleven-year-old removed all of the screws on the lid of the trunk. Once she was done she was able to remove the lid completely and examine the contents of the trunk. Inside the trunk was a large stash of medicine with both amazed and stunned Clementine.
(o) Pick up medicine
Clementine scooped up as much medicine as she could and carried it up the ladder and into the church.
"Goddamn..." Kenny breathed in disbelief when he saw the amount of medicine Clementine was carrying. "This is enough for all of us"
"And to think Luke is out there right now when we had all this under our noses" Bonnie said with a small chuckle which turned into a splutter of coughs. Clementine stared worryingly at the young woman. Bonnie's eyelids were fluttering and she seemed to be swaying.
| Are you alright, Bonnie? |
| Maybe you should sit down |
| Kenny, you should help her |
| ... |
"Maybe you should sit down" Clementine suggested as she placed the medicine down on the ground and moved towards her.
"Yeah... Maybe I... Should". Bonnie staggered towards the benches and collapsed halfway there.
"Bonnie!" Clementine cried and ran to her aid.
"Fuck..." Kenny exhaled "Is she...?"
Clementine quickly checked her pulse "She's still alive. I think she fainted."
"I'm not surprised, she lost a lot of blood" he said, glancing at the bullet wound. "We can't wait for Luke any longer. We have the meds we need, we can deal with it now"
| I agree |
| Maybe we should wait for Luke |
| I don't know about this |
| ... |
"I agree, we have to save her. She could die if we don't" she replied, glancing at Bonnie's unconscious body "But I'll need your help"
Kenny nodded and quickly placed the baby on one of the benches. "Alright, what do we do?"
"We remove the bullet I guess"
"With what?" Kenny asked, gesturing around the empty church.
Clementine pulled out the nail file "Maybe I could use this" she murmured.
"Come on, Clem, there's no way!"
"We have to try!" She cried, turning towards Bonnie and lifting up her shirt to reveal the bullet wound, prodding at the hole with the nail file. After a few failed attempts, Clementine managed to work the bullet out of the hole, luckily it wasn't that deep.
"I guess versatility really ISN'T overrated" Kenny commented in disbelief. "So, how do you want to go about doing this, you know, sealing he wound, we might have some stitches around"
"I could cauterise it" Clementine suggested.
"Your call"
| Cauterise wound |
| Stitch wound |
Clementine took out her lighter and removed the top "I'm going to cauterise it" she told him.
(?) You chose to cauterise Bonnie's wound
Clementine flicked the lighter on and lowered the bright orange flame down towards Bonnie wound.
(!) Click and hold the lighter icon and scroll to cauterise the wound
The smell of burning flesh drifted through the church, the scent causing Kenny to turn his nose up in disgust. A moment later a thick layer of scorched flesh covered Bonnie's bullet wound, stopping the bleeding. Clementine turned off the lighter and tucked it away in her back pocket. She then picked up some bandages and wrapped it around Bonnie's waist.
Kenny placed his hand on Clementine's shoulder "You did good, Clem. You did good"
LOADING...
The sky was tinted orange and gold as evening turned into night. The church doors opened and Luke rushed in "This town is picked clean. I couldn't find anything, it was a waste of-" he was cut off when he saw Bonnie laid out on one of the benches. "What- what happened?!"
"We did a little surgery" Kenny replied.
"Is she okay?" He asked.
"She'll be fine, don't worry. So what were you saying?"
Luke stared at Bonnie in disbelief "I didn't realise she had gotten so bad so quickly" he murmured.
"Luke!" Kenny yelled, trying to grab the young mans attention.
"Sorry" Luke said, quickly turning his attention back to Kenny "This town has been picked clean. There's not a single place that hasn't been raided" he informed him.
"That's funny. We found a shitload of meds right under our feet"
"Shit, really?!"
"Yeah" Clementine chimed in.
"Well, you got lucky, cause I couldn't find anything."
"Then there's no use staying here if there's nothing we can salvage. We should move on, get to Wellington, it's our best, and only shot." Kenny said, somewhat determined.
"We should wait until Bonnie wakes up before we go anywhere" Luke stated.
"I know, I know. Look, on the way out of town we'll scout around, find anything you missed and then we'll set up camp on the outskirts once nightfall comes"
| That sounds like a good idea |
| Shouldn't we keep moving once nightfall comes? |
| Maybe we should stay here instead |
| ... |
"That's a good plan, Kenny" Clementine told him confidently.
"Well, lets rest until then" Luke suggested. "We have a long way to go"
Ah hubs. I decided to add one to, you know, honour the good ol' season one days.
Shout out to Jakest A.K.A Thunderslate on fanfiction. He gave me the idea of cauterising from his fan fic called Into the Fray. It's really good, go check it out.
Another shout out to Visambros who has used this game format in her writing as well. Read her Real Monsters it's amazing. Seriously, go read it, she deserves way more credit than she gets.