"Mark, I know this might sound weird, but.. You think I could do this alone? I got a bad feeling and I need you to stay sharp and watch me." Lee sounded batshit insane and he knew it, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was too nice about these people.

"Lee, c'mon.. You're being paranoid. Let me help." Mark replied, looking at the man as if he were, of course, crazy.

"Please, man, I fed you today and I did what you asked for Ben and Travis. Now it's your turn to help me." Lee yelled back. Mark thought for a good ten seconds before sighing.

"Fine. I'll watch for you. If you get hurt out there or god forbid die, though, I'm never going to forgive myself. So be careful." He said with a huff, planting his arms back on the fence as Lee left to talk to Andy.

"Thank you." Lee simply responded, shaking his head as he felt himself grow weaker. He could do this, he had to so he could get his group fed. "Hey, Andy, I can do the fence perimeter now if you want."

"Well sure! That'd be just great, Lee. What you have to do is go across the entire perimeter. Some walkers get stuck on the fence after being fried so you'll have to push them off. And if any of the fence posts are knocked over, turn them back up. Think you can do that?" The southern man asked the professor.

"Yeah, I should be able to." Lee confirmed.

"Say, where's Mark?" Andy asked curiously.

"I can do this alone. Let him rest." Lee covered, heading in the direction of the gate to the perimeter.

"Uh, okay, stay safe." Andy replied, keeping an eye on the dark skinned man as he left the yard.

Lee could feel himself getting weaker by the minute, walking so much was beginning to take its toll on him. "Shit.. Maybe I should have asked for more food.." He muttered with a rub of his stomach. Eventually he came across a walker who's burnt hands were stuck to the fence. He raised his axe and chopped off both hands with relative ease, though lifting the axe was a bit harder than it was earlier today.

"Wish I had one of those biscuits.. Or maybe a good honey glazed ham? Hehe, dinner better be worth it." He knew he sounded manic, but this was a good coping mechanism against hunger. Lee had to take down another walker before heading over to the far south of the fence, where he found a final walker tied around the fence, clinging onto it so the protective wall was pulled to the dirt ground. He decided to jump over the dead thing so he could get better leverage and pull the fence back up.

Upon doing this and before he could do anything, Lee heard a loud "HEY!" Coming from the dairy, it sounded kinda like Mark. He was so shocked and weak that he fell to the floor, narrowly avoiding the electricity of the fence turning on!

"What the fuck? Why would that asshole turn the fence on if he knows I'm out here?!" Lee got up quickly, and was about to march back to the dairy, only to be shot directly in the shoulder by an arrow. He yelped in pain, looking up to find several men and women wearing ski masks and firing arrows at him. He found cover by a tractor and took refuge behind it.

"You asshole! Get the fuck back here and face your punishment for not giving us the food!" A voice yelled out. Lee panted heavily as he held his shoulder and tried to ease the pain. Blood was pooling from the wound and onto the ground.. this was bad. He had to move, had to get back to the dairy and tell everyone what happened, then give the St. John's a piece of his mind.

"We had an agreement! Now you're fucked!" The same guy screeched at the wounded survivor. Lee tried to get the tractor moving by tossing a brick in front of the wheel away, and then starting it, and it actually worked.

"Thank god, if I'm lucky this'll take me right to the gate." Lee signed, crouch walking for cover while being fired at. Eventually, the tractor came to an early stop, causing Lee to reasonably panic. He checked what was up and found one of the dead he pushed down earlier.

"Shit, how the hell did that happen?" He rhetorically asked, pushing the dead body out of the way. The tractor continued moving in the direction of the gate. Lee could taste freedom, until he came to another stop.

"Another one? How many of those things did I push down?!" He yelled out in frustration before trying to pull the walker away. Turns out, this one wasn't dead and tried to get a bite out of Lee. With much more force and a burst of adrenaline, Lee was able to snap the walker in two and throw his carcass out of the way. Of course, this didn't stop the half dead creature from crawling towards him but it did start the tractors movement.

Lee had to keep up with the tractor while avoiding arrows while running away from the top half of a walker. He was already fed up with this place and just wanted everyone to go home, if they were even coming. Eventually, he made it to the gate, making a full break for it whilst the bandits yelled something inconceivable to him.

Upon seeing Andy, his body felt a pang of pain and he collapsed to his knees. Looks like the adrenaline wore off. Andy rushed towards his body and offered him a hand. "Lee, is that an arrow? What the hell happened?"

"It was.. It was a goddamn ambush out there! I got shot by bandits and could have been killed after you turned on that fence!"

"I.. I'm sorry, I thought I saw you give an all clear. I didn't know.." Andy muttered, helping Lee up to his feet just as Danny and Brenda showed up.

"Where's Mark?" Lee asked, looking around for his friend to no avail. "I heard him shout back here."

"Uh.. He went to the bathroom. Should be back soon." Danny replied, getting a skeptical look from Lee. Suddenly, the motor inn group was here.

"Hey, y'all!" Kenny greeted before seeing Lee. "Holy shit.. what the fuck happened to you?"

"He was shot with an arrow, the poor thing.." Brenda answered, grabbing him by the arm.

"Christ, are you gonna be okay?" Lilly asked.

"Who cares? I'll just pull it out and be fine. What matters is that there are bandits out there who could come for the rest of you next!" The man shrieked, trying to make a point that this place is dangerous.

"Who cares? I do, sweetheart! I know just the thing for arrows, so why don't we go on inside and I'll fix you right up." Brenda led Lee away and into the house. At this point, Lee couldn't fight her to stay outside and if he did he would look crazy to his group, so he just followed.

"Bandits? Are you telling me this place is just as dangerous as my camp?" Travis asked in shock. Ben wasn't with him though, and neither was Carley.

"Now hold on, just a second, where's our food?" Larry was the last voice Lee heard as he was dragged into the house, though the one person he really was worried for was Clementine, the eight year old girl he should be protecting.

"How long is this gonna take?" Lee questioned, looking up at the chubby woman carrying him up the stairs.

"Should take an hour at the least. I'm sorry, Lee." Brenda sounded very genuine, almost as if she truly cared, but she barely knew him.

"It's fine.. just get it out." Lee complied as Brenda opened the bedroom door, sitting him down on the bed as blood trickled to the floor.

"I'll be right back with my tools. Don't you worry one bit." Brenda closed the door and headed for the hallway. In the meantime, Lee had to wonder if the St. John's were really telling the truth about Mark if they had held the bandits away from them. Brenda was back in no time with surgical supplies, a needle and IV fluids. "Lee, we'll be needing to go to the bathroom for the messy part."

"Messy part? O-okay.." He was helped up by the woman who brought him to the tile floor bathroom. It smelled horrible, like blood and walkers. It looked okay though, pretty clean all around, but that lingering smell was driving him crazy.

"Sit down on the tub, sweetie and I'll start the procedure." She let him down on the white tub and allowed Lee to relax as she picked up his axe.

"Hey, what are you doing with that? That's mine." Lee said obviously, getting a whole lot more suspicious.

"We don't like doing this, Lee. But we only do it to those who are gonna die anyways. You'll be doing those kids and the rest of that group of yours a favor by giving yourself up, trust me honey." She picked up the syringe and injected Lee, causing him to fall in and out of consciousness.

"You're.. What the fuck is this?" He mumbled, trying to lift himself up as he sunk to the tub's interior.

"It's how the world works now. Give part of yourself, so others can live. I'm truly sorry. My boys told me you were from Georgia, and I'm sure we would be great friends if the world wasn't as screwed up as it is. Goodnight, Lee." She held the axe up, ready to swing into Lee's leg! He had to act, now!

Choices:

A: Kick her leg out.

B: Scream for help.

C: Block the attack with your arm.

D: Let it happen.

Relationships:

Clementine is scared for you, she thinks the world of you but isn't sure if you'll be okay.

Kenny is extremely worried for you and wants to get revenge on those bandits.

Lilly is extremely worried for you and just wants to get dinner and leave.

Larry is kinda worried about the bandits, but just wants to get the food and leave. He is still confused on how to feel about you.

Katjaa is really worried for you, but is currently being shown to Maybelle, the cow, by Andy.

Duck is scared, that injury looked really bad.

Mark is missing, but he views you as his best friend and might have been trying to warn you back there.

Carley is your best friend.

Ben doesn't know you very well but likes you.

Travis is worried about you and is scared of the St. John's.