You are sitting on a log as you clean Dale's rifle. It was a Remington 700 VLS. You were going to keep it now, as a memento of Dale.

His funeral was in the morning, and once that was done, the group began settling into the farm. Hershel was now willing to have all of you permanently settled at his house.

You had just finished carrying boxes and crates inside, and were taking time to yourself. Carl had started walking over to you.

Carl: Hey, Y/N.

You: Hey, kiddo.

He sat down with you on the log. You noticed he was upset.

You: What's wrong?

Carl: It's my fault. I got Dale killed.

You rose a brow.

You: What do you mean?

Carl: The walker that killed him, I saw it in the woods. I could've killed it....but I didn't. I got scared.

You put a hand on his shoulder. You didn't blame him for Dale's death, and you sure as hell didn't want Carl feeling like he was at fault.

You: Don't blame yourself. Dale wouldn't want that.

Carl: I'm never holding a gun again. If I can't shoot it, then what's the point?

You: I know I'm not the right person to come to on the topic with guns, but I honestly think it's time for you to get proper training.

Carl looks up at you.

You: Ask your dad. If he's willing to let you have a gun, I can show you some things. Hell, even Clem can.

Carl nods.

Carl: Thanks, Y/N.

You pat his shoulder and give a nod. You then look up and see Clementine in the distance helping Lori with boxes.

Carl: Dude, it's so obvious you like her.

You: Shut up, man.

Carl: I'm being real.

You sigh, then remember that Rick told you to check the peremiter.

You: I gotta get going now. See you later.

You start walking away.

Carl: If you're just leaving because you don't want to talk about your crush, I understand.

You turn to him as you walk.

You: I will punch your eyes.

You turn back around and continue walking.

••

You're walking around the woods as you watch for walkers. You hold Dale's rifle in your hands, as you survey the tree line.

In the distance, you see two people walking. You walk in their direction, getting closer. The two of them begin to talk as you take cover behind a tree. When you peek out, you see that it's Shane and Randall.

They are about to continue walking, but you pop out of cover and hold them up with your rifle.

You: Hold it.

Shane turns to you, and Randall does too.

Randall: Don't shoot!

Shane hushes Randall as you he holds a hand towards you.

Shane: Y/N....put the gun down.

You: What are you doing, Shane?

Shane: Nothing....just taking Randall out to get some air.

He continues to step closer to you.

You: Stand back.

He doesn't listen and continues.

You: I said stand back!

Shane finally stops.

Shane: You don't want to do this, Y/N.

As you look at Randall for a split second, Shane pounces on you and grabs a hold of your rifle.

You wrestle with him for a bit, and knee him in his abdomen. You are about to bring the butt of the rifle down at his head but he tackles you into a tree.

You drop your rifle, and Shane begins to punch you across the face. Finally, he grabs your head and hits it against the tree, knocking you out cold.

Randall: Holy shit!

Shane wipes the sweat from his lip as he looks down at your unconscious body. He starts to contemplate what to do.

He looks at Randall.

Shane: Let's go.

Randall: What are you going to do with him?

Shane: Don't worry. Walkers will get him.

Shane then continues on with Randall for a few more yards, until he snaps Randall's neck. Shane then walks off, leaving the two of you.

••

You wake up. It's dark out as you groan from the hit on your head.

You: Shit....

You look around, and see your rifle on the ground beside you. Shane thankfully didn't take your weapons.

You grab your rifle and get up. You survey your surroundings, and can barely see anything. You begin walking, using the light from the sky and moon to help you around.

You're walking through the darkness, and suddenly hear rustling near you. You turn quickly as you aim your rifle. You can barely see, then suddenly you get grabbed from behind.

You get shoved to the ground as you realize it's a walker. You continue to struggle.

SULK!

A knife get pierced through its skull. You throw it off of you as you look up and see Daryl and Glenn.

Daryl: Damn, kid. We've been looking all over for you.

Daryl helps you up as Glenn starts to check the walker.

Glenn: It's Randall.

Daryl: It is?

You: I saw him with Shane, before he.....

Daryl and Glenn look at you.

You: Before he knocked me out.

Glenn: What? What are you talking about?

You: I saw Shane walking with Randall through the woods. I tried asking Shane what he was doing and we fought. He ended up knocking me against a tree.

Daryl: I knew that story was bullshit. Ain't no way a 110 pound kid would get the jump on Shane.

Glenn: Shane told us Randall blitzed him.

You shake your head.

You: Shane's fucking crazy.

Daryl: We gotta get back, decide what we do with Shane.

Glenn continues to look at Randall's body.

Glenn: There's no bite....

You: Huh?

Glenn: He turned....but there's no bite. How'd he die?

Daryl looks at his body as well.

Daryl: Broken neck....

The three of you stand there, confused.

••

The three of you enter the house. You see the whole group aside from Carl, Rick, and Shane.

Clementine: Y/N!

She gets up and gives you a hug. The rest of the group is also glad to see you alive and well.

You look around as you let go of the hug.

You: Where's Rick?

Andrea: He hasn't come back yet.

Glenn: We split off to try and find Randall. He went with Rick.

You: We have to find him. Rick's in danger.

Lori: What do you mean?

Daryl: Y/N says Shane tried to kill him.

Carol: What?!

You: It's true. I saw him walking with Randall. I tried to stop them, and he knocked me out.

Andrea: I don't believe this....

Daryl: I do. You don't think it's weird he showed up right after we found the shed empty? When he ignored us when asking for Y/N?

Maggie sees something from out the window.

Maggie: You might want to see this.

All of you go outside, and see a horde of walkers walking through the field. They're making their way to the farm.

Clementine: That's a lot of them....

Lori runs out of the house.

Lori: Carl's not here. He's not in his room.

Carol: We'll find him.

Carol goes inside with Lori.

Andrea takes out the bag of weapons, and the group starts taking some out.

Daryl: You gonna take 'em all on?

Hershel loads a shotgun.

Hershel: We got guns. We got cars.

Andrea: We kill as many as we can, then we use the cars to lead the rest of them off the farm.

Daryl: Are you serious?

Hershel: This is my farm. I'll die if I have to.

You pull back the lever of your rifle and load it with a bullet.

You: It's as good a night as any.

Daryl looks at you, and smiles. He loads an arrow into his crossbow.

Daryl: No truer words have been spoken, brother.

••

POW!

You shoot at the incoming walkers with your rifle.

BLAM!

Hershel is beside you shooting with his shotgun.

The barn is on fire in the distance. You don't know what caused it, but it got the attention of some walkers. There were still hundreds coming towards the house.

BLAM!

Hershel: Watch you left, son!

POW!

You continue shooting, pulling back the lever of your rifle to load in more rounds.

Lori: Hershel! Y/N! Let's go!

You don't hear her because of all the shooting and moaning of the walkers.

Clementine: Y/N!

You can't hear her either.

Lori pulls her back as they go into T-Dog's truck. Lori, Beth, Clementine, and T-Dog drive away.

POW!

POW!

BLAM!

BLAM!

The walkers are getting closer. You're loading your gun as you hear one coming close to you.

BANG!

Rick comes from behind and shoots the walker dead. Carl is with him.

Rick: Where's Lori?!

Hershel: I don't know what happened, Rick. They just keep coming.

Rick: Lori! Did you see her!?

You: No! We don't know where they went!

Rick: We have to go. We have to find the others.

You follow Rick as the four of you enter the car. Walkers are about to pile onto the car, but you speed off.

Hershel looks back at his farm through the window, in despair at the loss of his home.