The next morning
One months two weeks and 5 days
There still waking
Carl: should have taken a car
Jake: can't waist fuel right
Carl: yeah
They hear cars
Brooke: (riding in the bike shooting at a car)
Sam: (drive chasing her and shooting at her)
Brooke: (jumps off the bike making it slide with her still on it and has a gun at sam's car)
Sam: (stops)
Brooke: enough! Sam
Sam: (shooting)
Brooke: (gets in the bike fast and keeps riding)
Carl: holy shit
Jake: oh my god Sam has gone mad
Carl: very
Jake: we gotta catch up
They run trying to catch up with them
Brooke: (drives faster)
Sam: (goes faster)
Brooke: (making the bike slide jumping off the bike stopping him taking him out of the car and)

Sam: bitch
Brooke: (starts running in foot)
Sam: (starts running on foot too)
At hilltop
Hours later
Jake: where are they
Carl: we beat them
There fighting
Sam: (has a knife stabbing her in the stomach)
Ellie: don't hurt my mommy! (Shoots Sam in the neck)
Alicia: Ellie!
Corey: oh my god!
Brooke: oh my god
Sam: (bled out)
Jake: what the hell
Carl: guys why
Corey: he was going to kill mom
Brooke: (faints)
Jake: (picks her up fast putting her back in hilltop)
Hours later
Brook: (sleeping)
Jake: her kid is fine
Carl: good but your kids
Jake: I know but you know I can't
Carl: (nods) I'll handle she isn't In a good mind either
Jake: yeah
Sam shows up as a walker
Jake: (sighs)
Carl: (shoots him in the head) sorry man