Thanks to gaara king of the sand for the help.
This chapter is pretty dark. There is rape in this chapter, not too detailed, but... be aware.
Clementine felt her legs shake, and eventually give out. She didn't know if it was from shock, fear, or whatever drug those psychos had put in her system. Perhaps it was a mixture of the three.
"C-Clementine…?"
"Mark… Wha…What happened?" Clementine stammered. "What happened to your l-legs?"
"...brothers…" Mark managed to get out.
"Oh shit…. My gosh…." There was so much blood. Clementine felt sick to her stomach, yet her legs were too unsteady to stand.
"Don't…eat…dinner…" Mark breathed out.
Clementine felt dizzy, she gripped the door to pull herself to her feet. She needed to warn the others.
Hearing Clementine's scream made everyone's blood run cold.
Shawn got to his feet. "I'm going to check on her."
"No, no dear. Just relax… I'm sure she's fine." Brenda said.
"She didn't sound fine." Shawn said.
"She must've got a little startle." Brenda replied.
Shawn looked unconvinced. "Did you hear her scream?"
"Oh, sit down, boy! The girl is fine!" Larry said.
"We don't know that." Kenny said.
"Kenny's right… We don't know if she's hurt or something…" Lilly said.
"I'll go make sure she's okay." Kenny placed his fork down.
"Now, now… The girl deserves her privacy…" Brenda said.
"And she'll get privacy once I'm sure she's okay…" Kenny said.
"Would you sit your asses down? This lady has made you a meal! Where are your Goddamn manners?" Larry said.
"If Clem is in trouble, we need to make sure she's alright!" Kenny snapped. "I'll be damned if anything happens to that girl!"
"Don't… Don't e-eat dinner!" Clementine suddenly exclaimed. The girl had stumbled into the kitchen, and as soon as she made it through the door, her legs gave out once more. Her head was spinning.
"Clementine?" Kenny furrowed his brows, "You alright, darling?"
"She's just feeling sick…" Brenda said. "I'll take her upstairs to rest…"
Brenda got up and took hold of the girl's shoulders.
"N-No!" Clementine tried to pull away, but she barely had the strength to keep upright.
"What's wrong, Clementine?" Lilly asked.
"Ma…Mark…" Clementine stammered.
"What about Mark?" Lilly questioned.
"That's enough chatter…" Brenda hushed. "A nap will probably help you feel better, dear."
"What wrong with Mark?" Shawn demanded. "Is he alright?"
Everyone fell silent.
Clementine looked as if she would pass out any minute. Her only response was a shake of her head.
"I should've known you folks would be trouble..." Brenda muttered.
Danny frowned and let out a sigh. "It didn't have to be this way…"
"What are you talking about?" Lilly asked. "What is going on?"
"Everything could turned out okay for you folks…" Danny muttered, placing his fork down.
"He woulda' died anyway! We gotta think about LIVIN'!" Andy suddenly exclaimed.
"Settle down, honey." Brenda said.
Everyone had stopped eating, Katjaa had to pull Duck's plate away from the boy.
"Will someone please explain, what the fuck is going on?!" Kenny said.
"Growin' up in rural Georgia, you're taught not to waste. It's how I was raised and how I raised my boys. Now, you got monsters roamin' around that do nothing but eat people. And for what? To continue to rot till' they eat some more. We think we can put that meat to better use." Brenda said.
"That's fucking sick... You're out of your minds." Shawn said.
"That's not very nice…" Brenda sent him a glare. "Andy is right; we go after folks who were gonna die anyways, one way or another."
"Like y'all." Danny said.
"I shouldn't known you folks would go snooping around..." Brenda muttered.
"Get your filthy hands off my girl!" Kenny sent the woman a glare and snapped at her. "We're getting the hell out of here!"
"Nobody's going anywhere!" Andy said, aiming his gun at them.
Danny aimed his gun as well. "We've got lots of use for y'all right here."
"What… the…what…the fucking…what…fuck!" Larry stammered, eyes darting back in forth in fear.
"Put your guns down! We're walking out of here!" Lilly demanded, trying to keep the two men from shooting anyone.
"Get your fucking hands off my girl! You don't go near my fucking family!" Kenny snapped.
"I don't wanna die!" Duck whimpered, clutching to his mother. "Mommy, what did I eat?"
"I-It's okay… It's okay, baby…" Katjaa tried to reassure the child.
"I won't say it again. Let go of her, or I'll fucking kill you!" Kenny took a step toward Brenda, but Andy aimed his gun at him, stopping him from reaching his mother.
Everyone's attention was suddenly grabbed by the sound of falling. Everyone looked towards the doorway to see Mark, who was dragging himself into the room.
"PLEASE…SOMEONE…!" Mark groaned out a plea for help, or perhaps to end his suffering.
Gasp filled the room at the sight of their amputated group member.
"Holy shit…" Shawn muttered.
"Andy, Danny, get those folks outside and then Danny, you can take the girl upstairs. Let her… rest." Brenda motioned to Clementine.
Danny smirked and gave a nod.
Brenda brought the half-conscious girl to a chair and sat her down.
"Don't fucking touch her!" Kenny spat trying once again to get to Clementine.
"Don't you even think about it!" Andy said. "Unless a few of you want to get shot, I suggest you get moving…"
"Where?" Larry asked.
"You'll see." Andy replied.
The group members got to their feet. With Andy's and Danny's guns threatening them, they started walking.
"Uh-uh." Brenda said to Katjaa. "You and the boy stay."
"Wait, what?!" Kenny stopped upon hearing that, but Andy pressed the gun into his back.
"Keep moving." Andy ordered.
Kenny had no choice but to do as the man said.
Clementine could barely keep her head up. Her chin kept dropping to her chest. She felt her eyes getting heavy and she could hardly make out what was being said around her.
"Is she okay? What did you do to her?" Katjaa asked, looking concerned.
"Don't worry about her. She's fine." Brenda said.
Katjaa shook her head. "What did you do to her?"
"We just gave her a little something in her drink... Danny will take good care of her, don't worry." Brenda said.
As if cued, Danny returned to the room.
"You take care of those folks?" Brenda asked her son.
"Yes, mama…" Danny said.
"Alright. Go ahead and take your little girlfriend upstairs… She's nearly falling asleep at the dinner table…" Brenda chuckled.
"Alright…" Danny scooped the young girl up into his arms.
"Please! Please don't hurt her. She's a child!" Katjaa exclaimed.
"He's not going to hurt her! Danny wouldn't hurt a fly." Brenda said.
Katjaa had tears in her eyes as Danny made his way out of the room with the girl in his arms.
"Now… Relax…" Brenda said again.
Clementine felt Danny lay her on a bed. Her body was too exhausted to react much. The girl felt herself drifting in and out of consciousness. She could hear Danny shuffling around the room.
She groaned as her head throbbed painfully. Then her eyes opened when she felt him plant a kiss against her cheek.
The girl couldn't help but whimper.
Danny shushed her. "It's okay… Don't be scared of me…"
Clementine couldn't respond. She tried to keep her eyes from closing, knowing that if she fell asleep something bad was going to happen.
"Just relax." Danny muttered.
His next kiss was against her lips. Clementine wanted to throw up.
"You didn't eat dinner…" Danny said. "I'll go make us a plate…"
Clementine hoped he wouldn't force her to eat. If he did, she would definitely throw up.
She heard him get off the bed and moments later leave the room.
Her mind felt numb, she could hardly move. She was struggling to keep herself conscious.
When Danny returned to the room, the girl was no long responsive.
He placed the plate down and checked the she was at least alive. She was.
Without wasting time, he began to strip her.
She was fully unconscious and Danny hoped she would remain that way for hours. If her intake of the chloroform was as much as he hoped, the girl would be nearly comatose.
Danny finished undressing her then stood by the bed and admired her body. He smirked. He was going to have fun with this one.
The rest of the group found themselves trapped in a meat locker. Shawn and Kenny started searching desperately for a way out, while Larry angrily pounded away at the door, and Lilly began to vomit from the meat she had consumed.
The old man was screaming his head off as he banged his fist against the solid door. "Open the god damned door! You can't keep us in here! OPEN UP!"
Lilly wiped her mouth before turning to her father. "Dad stop…"
Larry didn't, he continued to bang on the door and of course, there was no response, so he began to spew out threats. "I WILL TEAR YOU FUCKERS APART WITH MY BARE HANDS!"
Kenny groaned, sending the man a glare. "Will you stop that banging! We've gotta find another way out of here!"
Larry ignored him as he continued to shout. "You sick fucking bastards! OPEN THIS DOOR GOD DAMMIT! I will knock the god damn door down!"
"Everyone just calm down." Shawn said.
"How the hell am I supposed to calm down? Those psychos have my family, those assholes got Clementine fucked up, and we're trapped in a damn meat locker! We gotta get the fuck outta here." Kenny said.
"And we will, but you need to calm down." Shawn said. "There's gotta be another way out…"
"Yeah…" Larry agreed. "THROUGH THIS FUCKING DOOR!"
"Dad! Please, stop!" Lilly pleaded.
"Will you all just shut the fuck up?!" Kenny snapped
"You worse than the walkers!" Larry groaned out.
"Dad, please…Please, settle down…" Lilly said, knowing her father's yelling wasn't helping the situation.
"No! I'll rip their goddamn heads off!" Larry spat, hoping someone outside heard his threats. "Come on! Show yourselves!"
"Dad!" Lilly exclaimed, but was ignored.
"There's more of us on the way! Let us out, NOW!" Larry demanded.
"Larry, do you seriously want to attract their attention?" Shawn huffed, getting annoyed.
"Yeah. I want to attract their attention so I can fucking kill them!" Larry replied and went back to banging.
Lilly let out a sigh, "Dad, that's not gonna help. They're not gonna open the door."
Larry still ignored his daughter's words. "You think the fucking apocalypse give you the right to chop people into meat?!"
"Dad, this isn't helping!" Lilly tried to reason with her father.
"I'll break that damn door down!" Larry snapped, his banging slowly became weaker as he was hit with a sudden pain.
"Dad! You can't get-"
Before she could finish, Larry started to groan in pain.
Everyone looked on in concern as the man gripped his chest, before collapsing to the ground.
Lilly's eyes immediately grew wide. "DAD?!"
There was no response. Lilly quickly dropped to the ground beside him, checking if he was breathing. "Oh no, he's stopped breathing! I think he's had a heart attack!"
"Shit!" Kenny swore. "Is he dead?"
"He's not dead!" Lilly stated. "Somebody help me!"
Kenny looked unconvinced. "Fuuuuuuck…if he's dead…"
"HE'S NOT DEAD!" Lilly snapped.
Kenny turned to Shawn and said, "You know what has to happen. Think about it. You saw that poor bastard at the motel. How fast he turned."
"What are you saying?" Lilly inquired.
"Lilly, I'm sorry, I truly, truly am. But in a few minutes, we're gonna be stuck in a locked room with a 6-foot-four, 300 pound, SERIOUSLY pissed off dead guy!" Kenny said.
"FUCK YOU! We can bring him back! Shawn, help me!" Lilly exclaimed.
Kenny shook his head. "We'll mourn him later. But right now, we have to keep him from comin' back."
"God dammit, Kenny! He's not dead!" Lilly exclaimed.
"Lilly can still save him!" Shawn said.
"I wish she could. Believe me, I do. But that man is dead. You BOTH know what happens next.
"Kenny, listen…" Shawn started.
"Don't think I forgot about the drug store, when they all thought Duck was bitten…Well I'm just doing the same thing. Except Duck wasn't bitten, and we KNOW this guy's not gonna make it." Kenny said. "Remember what Ben said. Gotta destroy the brain…"
"Kenny, you can't just…just…kill him!" Shawn argued.
"I'm not going to kill him, Shawn. He's already dead! Come on, man. You can't be in the middle on this one. You gotta have my back!" Kenny said.
"Damn it, Shawn! I NEED you! Please help me!" Lilly begged. Come on, Dad! Come on.
Shawn debated on what to do… He knew if Larry was still alive he had limited time to try to save him. Without further hesitation, he ran towards Lilly and dropped to his knees beside her.
"Is he breathing at all?" Shawn inquired.
"No, no I don't think so." Lilly panicked.
"Let me take over… You keep checking his pulse!" Shawn said.
"Are you stupid?! He's gonna turn! You're putting us ALL at risk you son of a bitch!" Kenny growled.
Shawn ignored Kenny's harsh remarks as he continued to give chest compressions. He and Lilly both tried their best to get Larry breathing again.
Kenny, however had a different agenda. He made his way toward an area where several salt licks were stacked atop each other. Picking up on of the heavy object he huffed in annoyance. "You're fucking worthless, Shawn!"
He made his way over and promptly dropped the salt lick on Larry's head.
Shawn's eyes grew wide and Lilly let out an agonizing scream.
Even Kenny looked shocked by what he had just done. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I just- It had to be done!"
"You don't know that!" Shawn argued.
"Yes, I do! And so do you! I was counting on you, man..." Kenny shook his head in disappointment. He then knelt beside Lilly. "I'm sorry. I know it-"
"Don't you fucking touch me!" Lilly spat, jerking away from him.
Kenny sighed and stood back up. He knew he couldn't say anything after what he had done.
"Kenny… Just… Just give her some time." Shawn said.
"We don't have time!" Kenny snapped. "We need to get out of here. You think I liked doing what I did? I'm the guy who couldn't bear to watch the family dog get put down. But if we wanna survive this shit, we gotta have the balls to do the hard thing. Or at least, one of us has got to."
Shawn sent him a look. "You say that now, but would you be able to do the "hard thing" if it was Katjaa or Duck?"
"It's never gonna come to that, not if I have anything to do with it!" Kenny said.
Shawn looked unsure. "For all we know, the St. John's might've—"
"No! They-They need Katjaa, remember? She's the whole reason they brought us here. And no doubt they're usin' Duck as a bargaining chip." Kenny said.
"What about Clementine?" Shawn asked. "I'm pretty sure they drugged her. You think she's okay?"
"She…She's probably fine. She has to be… Clem's tougher than you think…" Kenny said.
"I hope you're right…" Shawn muttered.
"I know I'm right! I just gotta get to 'em, that's all." Kenny replied.
"Okay… but if we're going to get out of here we've got to work together. How do you expect Lilly to work with us after what she just saw you do?" Shawn asked.
"If she wants to live, she'll work with us. If she doesn't then the hell with her." Kenny responded.
"That's a bit harsh, don't you think?" Shawn asked.
"Well, that's what it's come to." Kenny scoffed.
Shawn sighed. He didn't know what to do.
Clementine found herself shifting in and out of consciousness. She was in excruciating pain and a whimper tore from her throat. She could feel blood, warm and wet on her thighs.
She felt a weight of a person on top of her and her gaze shifted to Danny who was groaning away.
The girl tried to move away, but she didn't get far.
Danny locked eyes with her, and gave her a smile. He rammed inside her with a violent rush. He was well aware of her being awake and able to feel the brutal torture that he was putting her through. He just didn't care. If anything, it gave him more satisfaction.
The man was pumping in and out of her with fast, deep thrust. He kissed her full on the lips and his hands roughly played with her small breast.
Clementine gasped, wanting nothing more than to stop him, but too weak to do so.
She was being raped… This sick asshole was having his way with her…
Danny only made it worse as he started to talk dirty to her, telling her how tight she was, how wet she was.
Clementine felt her stomach churn. She hated Danny. She truly did.
Tears dripped down the helpless teens face and that only turned Danny on more.
He started groaning as he felt himself reaching his peak.
She didn't know how long he continued to violate her, or how many times she passed out during the assault.
She remembered hearing Brenda yell out Danny's name and everything finally stopped, and then it all went dark again.
When Clementine woke again, she released a pained moan. It was several minutes before she was able to gain a sense of her surroundings. She whimpered slightly, pulling herself into fetal position. She was in so much pain.
Every movement sent a jolt of pain through her body.
After taking a few moments to pull herself together, she forced herself to get up, shuffling her way towards the door. It was locked.
She swore and while trying her best to ignore the pain between her legs, she searched for another exit.
She caught sight of the window. It was large enough for her to fit through... Now she just needed a way down...
She glanced to the bed-sheets that were covered in blood. Her blood…
Clementine winced, fighting back tears that wanted to fall again. She had no time to feel sorry for herself… She needed to make sure the others were okay.
The girl searched around the room for her clothes. They were no where to be seen. She looked to the oak dresser and limped her way towards it. She dug through the dresser, finding a shirt and some shorts inside. She quickly dressed into it. The clothes were large on her, but they were better than nothing.
She had heard stories of people tying sheets together and using them to escape burning buildings.
She knew it was dangerous and only hoped she had enough strength to make it down.
The girl went towards the bed and tore off the sheets. She tied the ends together before doing the same with the blankets. She tied it to a heavy dresser, before tugging the fabric to test the strength of the knots. She was scared, but she knew this was her only way out.
Satisfied that the knots were secure, she went over to the window. She peered out and saw no one. She also took note that it was raining, and dark outside.
As quickly as possible, she opened the window and tossed the sheets out the window. The sheets dangled a few feet above the ground. She would have no choice but to jump once she got to the end.
Her eyes burned with tears and her throat tightened. She could feel her heart pounding. It was now or never.
With some hesitation, the girl crawled across the windowsill. She took a deep breath, telling herself everything would be alright, before grabbing the sheet and slowly lowering herself out the window.
She climbed as far down as she could before jumping. She landed in the wet dirt and grunted with pain.
She quickly forced herself to her feet and kept walking.
She knew she needed to get moving before Danny came back.
Staying low, she moved along the perimeter of the house until the window was out of sight. She stayed quiet as she walked, jumping when she suddenly heard someone call her name.
The girl looked quickly, seeing Carley and Ben, she sighed in relief.
Carley looked concerned as she took in the girl's appearance, "What happened to you? You look like shit… Where are your clothes?"
Clementine shook her head. "No time…" She was surprised at how weak her voice sounded.
"Is everyone okay?" Carley asked. "You guys have been gone WAY too long!"
"We need your help… They attacked us…" Clementine said.
"Shit… when you guys didn't come back I figured something was up!" Carley said. "What can we do?"
"Katjaa and Duck were in the house… I'm not sure about the others…" Clementine said. "They're probably trapped in the barn…"
"All right, we're coming in to help." Carley said.
"The main gate is dangerous; the might be a back way in." Clementine said.
"Alright… You wait there." Carley said.
Clementine started to protest. "But…"
Carley wasn't having it. "I mean it, Clem. Stay there."
"Okay…" Clementine muttered.
Clementine waited anxiously for several minutes. She glanced around for a something to use as a weapon, it was dark, but she figured the tool table might have something. Just her luck, she managed to find a hammer. She knew it was no match against a gun, but it was better than nothing.
The girl clutched the hammer tightly as she waited for Carley and Ben. Just keeping herself steady took a lot of energy. Fortunately, it wasn't long before Carley and Ben arrived.
"You said they were in the barn?" Carley asked.
"I think so…" Clementine replied.
"Okay… Stay close to me…" Carley said taking her gun out.
The three headed towards the barn, catching sight of Danny sitting outside, talking to himself.
He noticed them as well and reached for his gun.
Carley had her weapon trained on him before he could grab it.
"Shoot him!" Clementine exclaimed.
Danny raised his hands as Carley kept the weapon on him.
"What the hell are you waiting for?!" Clementine demanded.
"You can't kill me...You gotta keep me alive. If you kill me, the meat gets tainted! You can't eat it!" Danny said.
"You're already tainted!" Clementine spat.
Danny snickered, "Then I guess that makes two of us, Clementine…"
"Shut up! I'll fucking kill you!" Clementine hissed.
"You don't have the guts, sweetheart..." Danny stated.
Clementine glared at him. Without hesitation, she lunged for his gun.
Danny grabbed it first, but that didn't stop the young girl from charging at him.
Clementine was hysterical as she began punching and kicking him.
The gun spun from his hand and he tossed the young girl to the ground before trying to retrieve the weapon.
Before either of them could grab it, Carley fired a shot, putting a bullet in Danny's head.
Ben's eyes were wide, "Is... Is he dead?" He stammered.
"Should be..." Carley replied before walking towards Clementine, "You alright?"
The girl was trembling and didn't respond.
Carley frowned, "Keep an eye on her... I'm going to get the others."
Ben gave a nod. "Be careful."
"I always am..." Carley replied.
When she stepped into the barn, she saw no one. She continued towards the back door, opening it up. The sight was one that made her stomach turn. It was a slaughter house. Coughing from the smell, she walked through the blood-filled room until she came to a metal door. She tried the knob, but it didn't turn. Realizing it was locked, she quickly undid the lock and opened the door.
"I'll fucking KILL YOU!" Kenny exclaimed.
"Kenny, stop!" Shawn yelled, grabbing the man. "It's Carley."
Kenny calmed down. The three living occupants looked surprised to see her.
Carley frowned as she noticed Larry was dead, she could only wonder what had happened.
"Duck and Katjaa, where are they?" Kenny demanded.
"I don't know yet…" Carley said. "They must be inside. Clementine told us you guys were in here."
"Clem? Where is she?" Shawn asked.
"Ben's keeping an eye on her… Something… Something bad happened to her." Carley said.
"Something bad happened to all of us…" Lilly said.
"We can't stay here! I gotta make sure my family's alright!" Kenny said before rushing out.
The others made their way out as well.
When they got outside the barn they were surprised to see Danny with a bullet hold in his head and Clementine, who looked completely traumatized.
"Darling… Are… Are you okay?" Kenny reached out a hand to touch the girl, but she flinched away. "Clem…"
Suddenly they heard Katjaa give a yell and Kenny's eyes grew wide. Without wasting time, the man rushed toward the house.
"Kenny!" Shawn called.
"Go with him. We'll look after Clem…" Carley said.
Shawn gave a nod and went to catch up with Kenny.
He stayed low as he searched for Kenny through the darkness. He didn't spot the man, but he could make out voices.
"Something's up… I'm gonna take the boy and check around back." Andy said.
"No, please, don't take my boy!" Katjaa pleaded.
"Let go, woman!" Andy snapped.
"Settle down. I don't wanna hurt y'all."
Shawn caught a glimpse of Brenda at the door. The woman sounded nervous as she called, "Danny, is that you? What's going on out there?"
"Danny got what he deserved!" Shawn called back.
Brenda gasped in horror.
Shawn continued toward the house.
"Let me go!" He heard Katjaa exclaim.
Shawn arrived at the door and saw Brenda holding a gun to Katjaa's head.
"Get back! Don't come in here! You just HAD to go snooping around, didn't you?!" Brenda exclaimed, pressing her gun into Katjaa's head.
"Let her go, Brenda!" Shawn spoke in a calm voice as he opened the door. "You don't want to do this…"
"Shawn, please, don't you take another step!" Brenda switched the gun's aim towards him, she backed up dragging Katjaa with her.
"Brenda, don't do this… Think about your husband…" Shawn said.
"Just go away and leave us be!" Brenda snapped, as she continued to back up.
As lightning flashed through the sky, and lit the room, Shawn noticed a zombified Mark at the top of the staircase. He had a plan.
"Think about what you're doing. Just let her go… Please…" Shawn said.
"Please, listen to him…" Katjaa said.
"I'll do it!" Brenda said, backing up even more. "I don't wanna kill you, Shawn!"
Shawn continued to approach her until she backed up into the walker on the stairs.
Brenda screamed as undead Mark sung his teeth into her neck.
Katjaa stumbled towards Shawn as Brenda released her. "They took Duck and Clementine's trapped upstairs! Where's Kenny!?"
"We got Clem. It's going to be okay-" Shawn reassured.
"I said don't move, asshole!" Came Andy's voice.
"Don't you fucking hurt him!" They heard Kenny snap.
Katjaa rushed out without hesitation. Shawn however, went to grab the gun that Brenda had dropped when Mark grabbed her.
He gave it a quick check for bullets before rushing outside.
Andy was holding Duck in a tight grip by the back of the boy's shirt while Kenny shouted at him to release his boy.
"Andy, let him go!" Shawn called.
"SHUT UP!" Andy yelled.
Kenny ran at him and Andy fired a shot in turn, sending Kenny to the ground.
Katjaa gasped and ran to her husband while Duck called to him worriedly.
"Who the fuck do you people think you are? Look at what you've done!" Andy yelled.
"Just calm down… Let the boy go, Andy." Shawn said.
"Calm down? What for, huh?" Andy demanded angrily. "All we wanted was some damn gasoline to keep ourselves safe!"
"And all we wanted was some food…" Shawn retorted. "You brought this on yourselves."
"No! You did!" Andy snapped. "You assholes ruined everything!"
Shawn sighed, and raised his gun at the man. "Just let the boy go. I don't want to do this..."
"Fuck you! You wanna hide behind a gun? Why don't you fight me like a fucking man?!" Andy demanded.
Shawn shook his head. "I don't want to fight you at all! This can all be over... Just-"
"Drop the gun and fight me... or I'll kill the boy..." Andy threatened. "You think you're tough shit. You want to walts in here and fuck up my home?! Well, then be a man and fight me!"
Shawn hesitated before dropping the weapon. He didn't want Duck to end up hurt.
Andy kept a grip on Duck as the young boy continued to whimper in fear. "That's it. Now walk over here and-"
Before he could say another word, a gunshot silenced him, sending him to the ground and causing him to release Duck, who ran to his parents.
Shawn looked to Lilly who was standing with a shotgun at the door.
Katjaa helped Kenny to his feet and hugged her trembling son.
Kenny groaned in pain then took a deep breath and turned to the nearby group members.
"You need some help?" Shawn asked.
"No... I'm good..." Kenny said.
Lilly sent him a glare. In her mind, he deserved what he got after what he did to her dad.
Shawn looked around. "Where are Clem and Carley?"
"Still over by the barn..." Lilly muttered.
"Clem won't let anyone near her. Carley said she was going to talk to her and try to get her moving." Ben explained.
"We don't have time..." Kenny grumbled. "We need to get moving."
"Wait…" Shawn said.
"Wait for what?" Lilly asked. "The walkers are getting in!"
"Just wait!" Shawn replied. Without another word, he headed into the house. He went to the dining room and grabbed the stuffed rabbit. He figured Clementine might want it
He rushed back outside to see walkers we starting to approach the group members.
The heavy rain had blown out the generators, leaving the fence ineffective. Walkers, that had been drawn from the noise started to make their way through the fence.
The amount of walkers was only increasing by the minute. The group knew they had limited supply of ammunition.
"We gotta get the FUCK out of here!" Kenny said.
"What about Clementine and Carley?" Shawn asked.
"They'll have to meet us back at the inn, we gotta move!" Kenny said.
The others were hesitant to leave, but they knew they had no other choice.
Shawn frowned, he only hoped Clementine and Carley would be alright...
Meanwhile Carley was trying desperately to get Clementine up and moving. The teen was not responding to a word she said.
"Clem please..." Carley spoke to the young girl. "We gotta get moving..."
Clementine still said nothing. It was like she was in a state of shock and there was no snapping her out of it.
The walkers were closing in, Carley didn't know what to do.
"Clementine!" The woman called, not getting even the slightest reaction.
Without any other options, Carley raised her hand and slapped the young girl.
Clementine flinched and brought her hand to her cheek. The teen looked at Carley with a shocked expression and let out a few whimpers.
"I... I'm sorry, Clem. But we gotta get out of here, now!" Carley said.
"Where... where is everybody?" Clementine asked.
"I don't know..." Carley said.
"What do you mean you don't know?!" Clementine questioned, looking worried.
"We can't look for them! There's too many walkers! We need to get the hell out of here!" Carley said.
"But..."
"We don't have time, Clementine. I know you want to be sure the others are okay, but we can't do that if we're dead. We need to get to the motel. They'll meet us there." Carley said.
"Okay..." Clementine muttered.
"Let's go..." Carley said. "Keep close."
Clementine gave a nod.
Most of the zombies were at the front of the fence. Carley and Clementine managed to get out through the back way.
The two started towards the motor inn in silence.
"Clem, is everything okay?" Carley asked the girl. "I'm worried about you."
"Everything is fine..." Clementine spoke in a tone that told Carley she didn't want to be bothered.
Carley frowned and said, "If you want to talk... I'm here..."
"I don't." Was Clementine's response.
Carley let out a sigh. It was clear something awful had happened to the girl.
The two kept walking through the dark woods until the moon, whose light they'd been relying on, hid away behind a blanket of clouds.
With their path too dark to see, Carley decided it'd be best to stop. "This isn't good. It's hard to see shit… We need to stop before we get lost."
"We can't stop! We need to get back to the motel."
"Clementine, there's no way we're going to get back when it's this dark. We need to stop."
"I don't want to!" Clementine said. "We need to get back to the other."
"The others are fine. We need to worry about ourselves." Carley said. "It's so dark we won't be able to see any walkers… We can't take the risk to keep going now."
Clementine sighed. "Fine…"
"Thank you…" Carley said.
After some more walking, they finally entered a little clearing and fortunately enough of the moon's light had returned to illuminate the area. The two checked around and found the area appeared safe. The decided to stop there.
"As soon as the sun comes up, we'll head to the Inn. For now… try to get some rest." Carley said.
Clementine didn't respond. The girl closed her eyes and tried to dream her worries away.
It didn't take long for the young girl to drift off.
Her dreams however, were far from pleasant. She could feel Danny's hands on her, she felt sick to her stomach as she lived that nightmare all over again in her sleep.
Clementine shot up with a gasp. She took a moment to let her heart rate slow.
She caught sight of Carley, who was leaned up against a log nearby, asleep. Clementine looked around, something wasn't right…
Suddenly she heard the sound of a twig snap. Her heart leapt from her chest when she noticed an armed man step out of the woods, his weapon trained on her.
He wasn't alone, moments later even more men appeared from the woods.
Clementine's eyes widened. She looked to Carley, who was awoken by the noise.
"Don't move." One of the men said. "Neither of you."