Prologue

I opened my eyes, and glanced around the dark room. Lucky for me, because there are so few of us here in Alexandria, I got to sleep in my own room. It's dark. The only thing producing light is the moon, and even then, there are trees outside the window, blocking most it's generously given light from coming in.

I kicked the blankets off, and hopped out of my bed. I dove for the backpack that I was hiding underneath it, and swung it onto my back.

My heart is pounding but I ignore it as I slip my shoes on and open the bedroom door. I peeked my head out, and looked around. My father and Michonne were asleep in the largest bedroom, down the hall. My brother was in his own bedroom that stood directly across form mine but his door was shut, so I assumed he was asleep too.

I tiptoed lightly through the hall, and down the stairs where I went into the kitchen, and grabbed enough food to fit into my pack before I leave.

When I finished, I unlocked the back door, and slipped out.

I stood there, frantically trying to catch my breath already, as my anxiety was gradually increasing each moment that passes.

I looked around the house to make sure nobody was watching. I saw Daryl far down the road, smoking on the porch of his own house. Luckily for me, my escape route was just out of his view.

My plan was going along perfectly.

I took the opportunity to dash for the large wall that fenced off the walkers from coming into Alexandria, and I began to climb. I climbed until I was on the very top, and as I sat there, I took one last glance at my 'home'.

"Goodbye, Alexandria." I whispered, before I left for good.