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A month had gone by and Clementine, now nine months along in her pregnancy, was exhausted. She was becoming more uncomfortable by the day. She walked with a waddle, her feet and breast constantly ached. And for the past two weeks, she had been lactating so much it irritated her. She knew this baby was ready to be born soon. But as uncomfortable as she was, she was still scared.

They had been in and out of the wood for weeks and were searching for a place of shelter. They knew getting to Wellington at this current stage in time was out of the question.

Clementine was due to give birth almost any day now. And knowing this worried them. Carley was beyond concerned, knowing that if they didn't find shelter before Clementine went into labor, it wouldn't be good for them.

She knew Clementine would be in a huge amount of pain and screaming from said pain would for sure bring walkers like a moth to a flame.

Carley had noticed Clementine had been a lot more tired lately, and more irritated than she usually was. And today, she was more concerned for the girl.

She had needed to take multiple breaks, which Carley didn't blame her for, considering her stage of pregnancy.

But her worries for the girl were only escalating with each passing day… Travel was becoming a harder task for the girl, and it was clear that she may go into labor before they were able to find shelter.

"You doing okay, Clem?" Carley called to the teen.

"I-I'm fine…" The girl panted a bit. "I just… the baby's been kicking a lot today…"

Carley had noticed the girl moving slower than before. "How about we stop for a bit?"

"No... I can keep going..." Clementine insisted.

"Clem, we're gonna stop. You don't need to be moving around right now..." Carley said.

Clementine frowned but didn't protest further.

They continued until they found an area that appeared safe. After that they stopped to take a break.

Clementine leaned against a nearby tree, cradling her swollen stomach as she panted a bit.

"Are you sure you're alright, Clem?" Carley could tell the girl was not, but she knew Clementine was stubborn.

"Y-Yeah...Yeah, I'm okay… " The teen once again claimed.

Carley was unconvinced. "You're sure? You would tell me if you weren't right?"

"Yeah... I would." Clementine gave a light nod, as she tried to normalize her breathing.

Carley didn't know if she believed the girl right now. She knew no matter how much pain she was in Clementine would mask it. She always did.

"You don't have to keep asking…" Clementine huffed after a moment.

"Of course I do. I worry about you…" Carley replied.

"I don't want you to." Clementine said.

"Too bad, kiddo. I care about you… And caring equals worrying." Carley said.

Clementine sighed at that. "I guess…"

Danielle curiously looked towards Clementine and slowly spoke. "Is the baby a boy or a girl."

"Dani, we won't know until they're born. Remember…" Clementine replied.

"Oh… Yeah… Well… Do you think it's a boy or a girl…?" Danielle asked.

"I'm… not sure…" Clementine shrugged.

"Well, what do you hope they are? A boy or a girl?" Danielle questioned.

"I'd be fine with either… What do you think Dani?" Clementine asked the child.

"I… think I'd be fine with either, too…" Danielle said. "I'm gonna help them a lot… I'll help protect them and teach them a lot of different things."

"I'm sure you will." Clementine smiled. "Like a big sister."

Danielle grinned at that. "I can't wait to meet them."

Clementine's gaze drifted back to her stomach. She had mixed feelings. Part of her couldn't wait to meet them, part of her was excited by the thought of holding them, kissing them, loving them… but another part was scared. She worried about becoming a mom. She was scared of the pain she would feel… But mostly she was scared that she would fail this child. That she wouldn't be a good mother to them… That she would lose them like she lost so many others. And she knew she wouldn't be able to stand that.

She had lost so much since the apocalypse; she couldn't lose them too.

She rubbed a hand over her stomach, hoping with all her might that her little one would be okay.

They decided to stop for the rest of the day and take it easy. Carley knew they needed to find shelter, but she also knew that Clementine needed to rest. She didn't want to push the girl too hard. Besides, all the movement would probably only push her towards going into labor.

They had decided to cook and eat some supper. As they ate their meal, Carley would notice that Clementine would give a tiny wince every now and then, but each time she asked Clementine insisted she was okay. Carley wasn't buying it however. She knew the girl was stubborn and would continue her insisting, but Carley needed to be sure the girl was okay.

"Are you absolutely positive that you're okay…?" Carley inquired, looking concerned.

"I'm fine, Carley… The baby's just… kicking." Clementine claimed.

"Kicking?" Carley rose a brow.

Clementine nodded.

"IF you feel like something's wrong, you need to talk to me. Got it…?" Carley said in a firm voice.

"I got it." Clementine said.

"Good…" Carley said.

"…Is the baby okay?" Danielle asked, concern on her little face.

"They're fine, Dani. Carley's just worrying too much…" Clementine said before muttering under her breath, "As always."

"It's my job to worry about you… And I'll continue to do so." Carley said.

"I'm okay, guys. Seriously… I'm fine. The baby's fine. We're good, okay…" Clementine groaned.

"If you say so… Just let me know if something changes." Carley said.

"I will." Clementine said.

As night fell Carley took watch as she allowed Clementine and Danielle to settle to sleep.

Danielle had drifted off fast, but Clementine was unable to do so.

The teen was tossing and turning. She was clearly uncomfortable, and Carley picked up on this. "Clem, are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine..." Clementine muttered.

"You sure everything's okay? Is it the baby?" Carley questioned.

"I... I guess... They've just been super active today..." Clementine said.

"They've been super active all week." Carley pointed out.

"Is that a good thing?" Clementine asked, now sounding a bit worried herself.

"Maybe... It might mean they're just ready to come out and meet you..." Carley said.

Clementine frowned, her stomach dropping a bit. "I... don't know if I'm ready for that."

"Hey... It's gonna be okay... I'm here for you, Clem..." Carley reassured the teen.

"I know... I'm just... nervous..." Clementine said.

"It's normal to be. But you're going to be okay..." Carley told her.

"...Okay..."

"Why don't you try to get some rest." Carley suggested.

"I've been trying..." Clementine replied.

"You need your rest Clem..."

"I know... But I'll only get it if the baby lets me..." Clementine sighed.

"Nothing wrong with continuing to try…" Carley said.

Clementine only wished it was that simple. She had been trying to no avail.

Regardless, she closed her eyes, doing her best to get some sleep.

Carley kept an eye on the girl, worrying that she might go into labor that night. Fortunately, she didn't and the night drifted by without a problem.

The next morning came along and Clementine wasn't feeling great. Carley could tell just by looking at her.

Still, Clementine had insisted that they move on, claiming she would be good to go.

Suddenly the girl doubled over in pain causing Danielle to gasp and Carley to rush to her side.

"Clem! Clementine, what's wrong? Is it the baby?" Carley asked.

"I- I don't know… I- I think they were just kicking…" Clementine said.

"Shit… Are you sure?" Carley questioned.

Clementine gave a nod. "I- I think… It just… kind of hurt this time…"

"It hurt?" Carley furrowed her brows.

"Just for a minute… But I'm fine..." Clementine straightened up.

"Can… Can you walk…?" Carley asked.

"Yeah. I can walk." Clementine said.

They continued on, looking for shelter, every now and then Clementine would pause and grit her teeth, gasp, or wince in pain. Carley was becoming more and more concerned.

The next time the girl stopped, giving a pained expression, Carley spoke. "Okay, that's it. We're taking a break."

"No… No, I can keep going." Clementine insisted.

"Clem, you're hurting. You can't keep going…" Carley said.

"Yes. I can, Carley. I know my own body. I can—" She hunched over again, clutching her stomach, gasping as she felt a wetness. She hoped she was just imagining it.

"Clem, what's going on? You just said you were okay." Carley said.

"I was…I—" Clementine's paused, breaths coming in short puffs.

"Umm… Clem… I think you… wet yourself…" Danielle's little voice was heard.

Clementine's heart dropped as she could feel the wetness on her jean. "Oh no… Oh no, no, no… Not now…"

"What's going on?" Danielle asked.

"M-My water broke! Carley, my water broke…!" Clementine exclaimed, fear in her eyes.

Carley's eyes widened, she had been so worried the night before, she hadn't even thought that this morning would be the day that Clementine's water broke. The woman quickly regained her composure, speaking to Clementine who was on the verge of a panic attack. "Calm down… We're okay… You're gonna be okay…"

"Oh shit… This can't be happening right now…" Clementine said.

Carley was fighting the urge to panic, knowing she had to stay strong for Clementine. "It's okay… Just breathe for me… How long have you been having contractions…?"

"I… I don't know… Maybe since last night… But… I thought they were Braxton hicks." Clementine said.

"Were they hurting you…? Braxton hicks shouldn't have been painful." Carley asked.

"Not- Not really… It just felt… Dull… Like an ache." Clementine said.

"Damn it…" Carley said. "Look, we need to find some shelter… I'm gonna help you walk…"

"I- I can walk… I'm okay…" Clementine replied.

"For now…" Carley said. "Just let me help you in case."

"…Okay…" Clementine nodded, allowing the woman to assist her in walking.

"Come on, Dani, stay close to us." Carley said to the child who was trailing behind.

Danielle gave a nod sticking close as they continued forward, searching for some kind of shelter.

Carley really hoped they would find a safe place before Clementine's contractions started kicking in too bad.

Clementine was sweating and panting as they trudged along. She was scared. They were in the middle of the woods and her baby was coming. Her baby was coming and there was nothing she could do to stop that.

Their first choice was to find a cabin, but after a long while of walking they realized that was unlikely.

So they searched for an abandoned car to muffle the sound. But when they didn't happen, Carley suggested that they find a stream where the water was louder and could drown out the sound if she screamed.

Clementine was sure she a childbirth phobia. She had been feverishly reading pregnancy books. But the "What to Expect When You're Expecting" books hadn't prepared her enough. She wasn't ready. She was terrified.

She was familiar with nerves and fear, but nothing compared to her nervousness of pushing out a baby. The very thought made her heart race and had been a source of her constant anxiety.

When she began feeling cramps, she had only been slightly concerned. She tried brushing them off as Braxton hicks, but the little cramps continued every two to three minutes, getting stronger over the next hour.

When her stomach had first started to show, she tried to ignore it. However, her baby refused to be ignored as the child continued to grow and so did Clementine's belly.

There were many days where Clementine worried if she would be a good parent. What kind of child would she raise? Would her baby be born healthy? She worried constantly about her unborn child. Nothing she had been through in her sixteen years old life even equated to the fear she felt about having a child. Having a child period could be a frightening thing but having a child in the apocalypse was downright terrifying.

She had feared what would happen in the future when it was time to give birth. She couldn't have a baby out in the woods, in the middle of nowhere.

No doctors, no supplies, she didn't think she could possibly get through that.

Her cramps had gotten so strong that the girl had to stop. She closed her eyes, and lean against a tree.

Contractions intensified she gritted her teeth and breathed through even stronger contraction.

When she could walk again, Carley helped her forward.

Carley was coaching Clementine to breath while her mind was running wild. They had nothing, no water, no towel, not even shelter. She kept telling the girl everything would be okay.

But finally Clementine broke. "It's not okay! I- I can't have a baby in the middle of nowhere. I-I can't do this. I'm not ready!"

Carley took her hand, "Clem listen to me. I need you to take a deep breath. Everything will be fine. We're gonna find some place safe."

"Wh-Where?"

"I don't know but we'll find a spot." Carley felt a small spurt of panic but tamped it down. She needed to keep calm for Clementine's sake. "Everything will be fine, Clem. Women have babies all the time."

"And die doing it!" Clementine cried.

"You're NOT going to die. Come on. We're gonna find a safe place for you to have that baby." Carley said.

They had been walking for so long and Clementine was exhausted. An hour or more went by and Carley could tell by Clementine's face just how much pain she was already enduring. Carley couldn't help but admire her strength, but she knew the screaming would start soon. Especially if she was in this much pain already.

They eventually did manage to find a stream just as the girl suddenly screamed, a sharp pain hitting her. Despite being near the loud water the scream was still loud enough to draw any nearby attention.

After a while snarls were heard. Danielle gasped. "C-Carley…"

"Shit…" Carley drew her gun but before she could fire gunshot rang out and the walkers fell.

To their surprise they spotted two men dressed in military uniform.

"Stay back. We don't want any trouble." Carley said.

"Neither do we. We heard a scream…" One of the men said.

The other man's eyes grew wide as he spoke, "Holy shit… She's pregnant."

"She is… And the baby's on the way." Carley said.

"We have a base not far from here. We can help you out." The second man offered.

Carley hesitated to answer. Seeing Clementine in so much pain, she knew the base would be the best chance of making sure Clementine and the baby got through this safely.

"…Okay… Take us to your base." Carley said.

Clementine shot her a look. "Carley?"

"We'll be fine, Clem." Carley helped the girl to her feet. "Let's go."

The men offered to carry Clementine but the girl, not trusting them insisted she would walk. And with Carley and Danielle's help she did just that.

It was a great relief when they were brought to a large military base.

Though upon arriving, the place was eerily quiet when they arrived as the soldiers seemed curious on who they were. They were quickly taking to an infirmary where Clementine was quickly rushed into a private room.

Though the room became far from private as medics rushed in and out. She became an object of fascination to everyone in the room.

The medics did their best to make her as comfortable as possible as her contractions worsened. By the time the medics had examined her, every clench in her pelvis burned deeply and made her groan. She had even started rocking back and forth at one point to give herself something else to focus on.

And though she was super scared, part of her couldn't wait to meet her baby. She wondered what they would be like, who they would resemble. She let her thoughts distract her as contractions grew more intense.

One of the female soldiers had offered to escort Danielle to another area. Danielle at first refused, but Carley soon convinced her to go wait with the woman, promising to check on her soon. She didn't want her seeing this.

Danielle reluctantly went with the soldier, and once in the other room she began to play with Flopsie as a distraction.

Back where Clementine was, the girl was feeling frustrated. She just wanted this baby to be born already.

When the medics told her that she wasn't dilated enough to push Clementine nearly broke down. She breathed heavily, her eyes laced with tears as the waves of pain washed over her.

Her stomach grew tight with another contraction and a feeling of dread at waiting any longer. Why was this taking so long? Was there a problem with her baby?

She could barely think straight as another contraction hit her.

The exhaustion from her walking spree and the pain she was feeling led her to feel that she could not go on anymore. She did not have the capacity or resources to cope with the pain and mentally, she started to break down too, which only made everything even worse.

It seemed like an eternity of her desperately trying not to push.

Clementine took a heavy breath.

She was gasping and whimpering as she gripped Carley's hand like a lifeline.

"I can't do this Carley… It hurts." Clementine whimpered, her eyes pleading for some relief from the pain.

"You can do this, Clem. You're going to be okay…" Carley said, trying to keep the teen calm.

Clementine whimpered a bit more, but nodded the pain of her contractions evident.

Labor lasted a lot longer than she imagined it would. She lay breathing hard as her contractions rose and fell in waves. She gripped Carley's hand with all her might. And after over and hour it was finally time to push.

This was the part of labor she had been waiting for but also the part that filled her with fear.

Carley spoke words of encouragement to her.

The medic instructed the girl to take a deep breath, hold it, and push. As the contractions came, Clementine pushed with all she could.

Another hour went by and the pain sharpen. She pushed for half an hour more, the pain worsening each minute. Sweat poured down my temples and tears nipped at the corners of my eyes. It felt like an eternity had passed when the medic said. "You're doing good. One more big push."

Clementine obliged, doing her best to keep breathing.

She very vaguely registered someone saying, "I can see the head." Clementine only grunted in pain. "Now the shoulders."

A moment later the baby slid into the medic's hands.

She finally opened her eyes as the baby slipped from her body.

And finally after two hours of pushing, her baby was welcomed into the world.

When it was over, she looked up at the medic holding her child, completely exhausted, and waited hear the cries.

Nothing.

She reads looks of concern on the medics faces and started to get scared. "Is the baby alright?" Clementine anxiously asked.

"The baby's not breathing!"

Clementine's heart stopped.

A flurry of activity commenced and she heard the medics performing infant CPR. Tears began falling more as Clementine prayed for her baby to be okay.

Then, after what seemed like an eternity, she heard the light cries of baby. Her baby.

"It's a girl."

The worst was over. And after she pushed out the birth sac her body relaxed into the bed.

The child was brought over to her young mother who despite being groggy and tired was so eager to hold her.

Meeting her baby for the first time took her breath away. She cradled her in her arms as she smiled at her sweet face, "Hey sweet-pea," She whispered, "I'm your mama."

The baby turned toward the sound of her mother's voice, which melted Clementine's heart.

The experience of bringing her little girl into the world filled her with emotion and beauty of giving birth.

And as she peered into those precious eyes, she felt like all her fading hope had been restored in the tiny form of her little girl.

When things had calmed down Danielle was allowed to renter the room. And upon seeing the new baby girl the child practically melted. "She's so cute."

"Yeah. She is... Do you want to hold her, Dani?" Clementine asked.

"I... I don't know..." Danielle seemed hesitant and nervous. "She's really tiny. I'm scared I'll hurt her..."

"It's okay, kiddo. Just support her head." Clementine helped the little girl to hold her daughter smiling at the sight.

The baby blinked curiously. Her mouth opened and closed.

"Seems like she likes you." Clementine said.

"I like her too." Danielle smiled.

"She really is a cutie... Have you thought of a name?" Carley asked.

"Yeah. I have." Clementine asked. "Her name is Diana... After my mom..."

"That's really nice." Carley smiled.

"Thank you." Clementine said.

After some time of Danielle holding her, the baby gave a slight hiccup and then scrunched her face looking ready to cry.

"I- I think she wants you back." Danielle stammered as the baby whimpered in her arms.

"She's probably hungry. Here, I got her." Clementine took the baby in her arms. "There there, mommy's got you..." Clementine began to nurse her little girl.

"Are we gonna stay here now?" Danielle asked.

"For a while. Clem needs time to recover..." Carley said.

"It seems safe here." Danielle said.

"Yeah. It does." Carley agreed.

"Well, you're all welcome to stay as long as you please." One of the medics spoke.

"We appreciate it. We really do..." Carley said.

Clementine continued to nurse her child calmly stroking her little cheek.

She was exhausted from giving birth but she was happy. Carley gently took the baby from her to allow her to rest and before long they had drifted off in a peaceful sleep. The first peaceful sleep she's had in a long time. After everything she'd been through since the world had gone to hell, after everything that had happened in the past year, to Clementine it feels like a weight was lifted from her. Seeing the child that she and Shawn had created she swore to raise their daughter to the best of her ability.

For the first time in a long time. She felt so calm. She felt at peace. She felt safe. Perhaps this would be a place they could really call home.

Her daughter looked so peaceful swaddled tightly in her blanket, eyes shut while he dreams. Clementine, however, was exhausted, but she couldn't sleep. She stood, anxiously watching for the rise and fall of Diana's chest, checking to ensure she's breathing and beyond afraid that she may stop.

Carley paused at the doorway and sighed. This was becoming a nightly habit of the teen's and it concerned her.

"You need to get some rest, Clem." Carley approached the girl.

"But I'm worried... I don't want to leave her." Clementine said.

"She's just sleeping. She's okay..." Carley said. "She needs her sleep and so do you."

"I'm not tired." Clementine claimed.

"I know that's not true. You haven't been sleeping much. And you need to take care of yourself so you can care for Diana." Carley responded.

"She needs me to be here... She needs her mommy." Clementine said.

"She's okay. She does need you. But you can't only focus on her. You have to focus on yourself too. Your needs are important as well." Carley had seen the girl get like this often. She really worried about her.

"I just worry about her." Clementine said.

"I know. But she's fine." Carley said. "I worry about you... Can you try to get some rest? I'll listen out for Diana."

The girl sighed but nodded. "Okay..."

With that the girl allowed Carley to lead her from the room.

Carley knew this could be normal worries from a new mother. She just worried about the girl.

The first few weeks were a blur. Days and nights bled together as she repeated a pattern of nurse, cuddle, change, sleep, repeat. The demands of caring for a newborn caused her to at time neglect her own needs. She would eat in between nursing sessions, and was only sleeping in short burst.

Her entire body ached. She felt drained and bewildered and fearful and overwhelmed, but also a strong, sure sense of love. The love she felt for baby Diana was so powerful. And seeing Carley's and Danielle's interaction with the baby beautiful. She felt happy with their little family. Something she had missed feeling.

She was overjoyed and grateful Diana was healthy, but the trauma of her birth stuck there. Some days she found herself crying or pacing back and forth. Random tears would even fall some times when she was nursing her baby. Even after she put her to sleep, she'd often, vigilantly watching her breathe. She was so scared of losing her.

As Diana grew older eventually her nerves began to ease. And as Diana grew older she started to feel more comfortable with allowing her baby to rest without watching her like a hawk.

Her body began to get stronger as well and she started to look forward to the journey motherhood would bring, knowing she had support from Carley and even little Danielle.

Her little girl was perfect and beautiful.

Her daughter would be two months old in a few days and time had passed by in a blur. Every time she would adoringly would hold her baby in her arms she couldn't believe that she had created such a perfect little life. She loved baby Diana so much and it made her heart full. She'd cradle her daughter's small body and inhaled deeply. The baby had strengthened her purpose in life, and giving her so much to fight for, to live for.

Over the past few weeks they had settled into the camp and Clementine was slowly growing used to motherhood. It was anything but easy raising a newborn but Clementine was determined to be the best mother she could be.

The military base had been a good spot to care for her daughter. They were provided with food, water, shelter, and protection. The military had experience dealing with the walkers and bandit wouldn't think to try the place knowing soldiers were there. It seemed perfect. It was safe. And it seeing how safe it was, it seemed like an ideal area to raise her child and to give Danielle a safe childhood.

However, they knew they had to help pull their weight.

For the first month, Carley took up different duties to help around the base, leaving Clementine to essentially play the role of a stay at home mom. As her daughter neared two months old however, Clementine was starting to insist on helping with other duties. She wanted to help more.

Carley at first refused but Clementine continued to insist.

"You can't do everything on your own… Let me help."

"You are helping. But you also have a daughter to look after. She's still young. She needs you." Carley said.

"Please… I want to do more than just stay at home all the time. I feel like I'm getting stir crazy." Clementine said.

Carley could understand that the teen probably needed a break. She was a new mom, and a teen mom at that. It wasn't easy care for a child and a newborn all day. Carley knew postpartum could happen and didn't want the girl to feel stuck. She wanted to give her a break, a chance to breathe if she needed it. "…Alright… Light duties. And nothing longer than two hours."

"R-Really?" Clementine asked.

"Yeah, Clem."

The girl was happy that she had agreed.

And so, Clementine began picking up light duties, short patrol shifts, ration distribution, and supply counting.

Everything seemed to be going well until nearly a month later where havoc struck the base.

Things had been mostly quiet that day. The girl had taken up a patrol shift and things had been calm but her attention was grabbed when she noticed a panicked group of soldiers running back into the base. They attempted to force the gates closed by didn't have a chance before a large group of walkers forced their way through. Clementine's eyes grew wide, and gunshots rang out but some of the walkers continued forward. Clementine was surprised to see the small herd of walkers and the group was quickly getting overwhelmed.

Clementine drew her ice pick, helping the guards deal with some of the walkers.

However, she suddenly gasped, feeling herself suddenly grabbed. She tried to yank away, but yelled, feeling teeth sink into her arm.

Clementine quickly managed to yank away, before drawing her ice pick and using it to kill the walker.

A guard, who had noticed her get bit, eyes grew wide, and he aimed his weapon at Clementine only to suddenly be grabbed from behind and devoured.

Clementine rushed away, hoping no one else had seen her incident. As much as she wanted to help the guards fight, she needed to alert Carley and Danielle and get her baby. She quickly ran off to where she, Carley, Danielle, and Diana were staying. She soon got to their soon to be former home and rushed inside.

"Clem!" Carley was relieved to see the girl, having also heard the gunfire from outside.

"Carley! We gotta go!" Clementine said.

"What the hell is going on out there?" Carley asked.

"Walkers… We gotta go. Now!" Clementine said.

"What do you mean we gotta go? Their soldiers that can handle it." Carley said.

"No… It's not that… Someone saw me get bit." Clementine said. "W-We can't stay here… It's not safe here... we have to go."

She had never told them that she had been bitten before. They didn't know about her immunity and if she did tell then for all she knew they would ship her off to one of the facilities working on finding a cure... Which would mean she'd never get to see her daughter or anyone again till they got a cure, if they got a cure. Which would take YEARS as not everyone has the same blood type as her. There was no way she was going to let that happen even if it was for the greater good.

She didn't want to volunteer to be a science experiment especially not at the cost of not being able to raise Diana.

"Okay... we'll go." Carley agreed.

Clementine and Carley quickly gathered their stuff. Clementine rushed to the nursery and scooped Diana out of her crib and into her arms.

She then rushed to the room where Danielle was holding Flopsie and looking nervous. "Come on, Dani! We gotta go!"

They rushed out of their camp. The base was in complete chaos, and they quickly rushed for the gate, searching for an opening.

They soon spotted an opening, shooting the walkers in their path.

Despite the soldiers being experienced in their fighting, they were still outnumbered.

As they found an opening to run, they noticed the fight was slowly but surely dying down, and many of the walkers were killed unfortunately soon of the soldier had also been killed by the undead. The group approached the gate to make their exit with the soldiers still distracted by the walkers.

They didn't look back as they ran out of the gate, forced to abandon another place that's safety was compromised by the undead. The eye-opening experience showed that they couldn't rely on others to keep them safe. And no matter where they went, in this world they had to fight to survive.