The sky was dark and covered with grey clouds and another snow storm was fast approaching. The number of walkers outside weren't as large as the herd that had swarmed Carver's settlement. Bonnie was standing close to the shutter and was keeping an eye on the herd from a distance. As the group crawled out from under the shutter, Bonnie whirled around and aimed her gun at them "Oh, it's you" she said with a sigh of relief and lowering her gun "I was starting to get worried when you didn't follow me out here. I thought... Something terrible might have happened"
Luke stamped on the handle of the car jack, lowering the shutter enough so that walkers from inside the car repair work shop couldn't get out. "Well, we're here now"
Bonnie turned towards Kenny and her eyes widened with horror when she saw him clutching his bloody neck "Kenny?! What the hell happened?" She asked.
"What's it look like? I got bit, and now I'm fucked"
"At least that walker didn't tare your throat out or else you'd be dead right now" Luke commented.
"Oh yes, Luke, cause I'm so fucking glad that I can suffer a slow, painful death!"
| We'll deal with it later |
| It'll be okay, Kenny |
| Maybe we should deal with it now |
| ... |
"We'll deal with it once we get out of the herd, Kenny" Clementine told him.
"Yes, we'll figure something, don't worry" Bonnie added.
"Don't worry? Don't worry?! There's nothing to deal with, I was fucking bit on the neck! There's no way outta of it!"
"Kenny, please calm down, your shouting will attract the walkers" Bonnie told him calmly.
Kenny kept his hand firmly where it was and remained silent as the group all turned to face the herd. "What do we do?" Luke asked as he juggled the baby in his arms. "I mean, can we take them? We're really low on ammo. And even if we did use guns, we'd probably attract more"
| We can do this |
| We should cover ourselves |
| Isn't there another way? |
| ... |
"If we stick together and help one another, then we can take 'em." Clementine said strongly.
"There aren't any walkers close enough to cover ourselves this time, looks like we'll have to go in without" Bonnie murmured.
Kenny muttered something under his breath that Clementine didn't quite hear. Nevertheless, she lifted her screwdriver and clenched the handle tightly. Glancing around she watched as Luke handed the baby to Bonnie and then adjusted his grip on his machete. Kenny held his crowbar in one hand while covering his bite with the other. He then walked up to Bonnie and promised to cover her and the baby as best he could.
Clementine shifted where she stood and moved to Luke's side "I'll stick with you" she told him. Luke nodded silently in response.
"Lets do this" Luke declared, and the group marched towards the large group of walkers.
The first walker they came across was killed instantly with one slash of Luke's machete. A second walker was killed by Kenny and his crowbar. The crowd of walkers came ever closer and soon the group were completely split up, with walkers lunging at them from every side. Clementine was still close to Luke, who was currently slashing through a cluster of walkers and trying to find a path through.
(o) Kill walkerClementine managed to stab a walker through the forehead, ripping the tool out before the walker could fall. As she kept following Luke's path she noticed how confined they were becoming. Clementine quickly took out her hatchet and edged towards another walker with was currently unaware of her presence.
(o) Kill walkerClementine swung her hatchet and stabbed the walker in the back of the head, quickly tugging it out as it collapsed to the floor and ran after Luke, dodging severally walkers that got to close. Clementine found Luke, taking note that he had been splattered with walker blood, and began to walk beside him. Luke acknowledged her presence and gave her an anxious look before swinging at another walker. Bonnie and Kenny were no where to be seen, but the edge of the woods were in their sights.
She she turned back to Luke, she saw that he was busy slicing the back of a walkers head opened when another walker lunged from the side and grabbed hold of his weapon and attempted to pull him towards it's snapping jaws.
(o)Clementine stabbed the walker in the back of the head with her screwdriver, killing it instantly. Luke pushed the walker off his machete and turned towards Clementine "Thanks, Clem" he whispered quietly "Now lets give one last push" he told her.
(o)Clementine swung her hatchet at a fast approaching walker, the weapon cutting into it's forehead. Is it fell towards her, he held it up with the hand she was holding the screwdriver in and ripped the hatchet out.
Luke slashed at another walker, cutting the top of it's head off, a fountain of blood streaming out of the fresh cut as it fell.
(o)Clementine stabbed a walker that was crawling on the ground, making it an easy target to kill, so she used her screwdriver. Luke cut up another walker beside her.
(o)The eleven-year-old kicked a walker in the knee, it's leg buckled and collapsed. Lifting her screwdriver, she killed it with one swing to the back of the head.
(o)She swung her hatchet towards another walker, the blade missing it's head and cutting into it's cheek. She struggled, attempting to pull the stuck hatchet out. When she couldn't, she lifted her screwdriver and stabbed it in the forehead. Once the walker was lying dead on the ground, she pulled the hatchet out.
A walker grabbed hold of her from behind, lifting her up off the ground it attempting to sink it's teeth into her wounded shoulder, but was stopped by Luke who cut the back of it's head open.
Once Clementine was free of the dead walker, Luke grabbed her arm and pulled her through the crowd and towards the edge of the woods. The two hid amongst the trees and vegetation and caught their breath. Clementine felt the fresh, damp walker blood cling to her clothes and noticed that Luke was also rather blood socked.
"Show me your arms" he told her. "And your neck too. I want to make sure you're not bitten"
| [Show arms and neck] |
| Do I have to? |
| We don't have time for this |
| ... |
Clementine silently rolled up her sleeves and showed Luke both her arms. "Looks good" he stated simply. She then rolled them back down and revealed her neck. "That's good too. You're clear"
He tucked his machete into it's sheath and examined his own arms and neck. "Am I good?" He asked.
Clementine stepped closure and looked at his arms and neck but saw no bite marks "You're good" she replied.
The two paused and stared at the herd "What about Bonnie and Kenny?" Clementine asked.
"They must be still in there" Luke muttered "Unless..." He didn't finish his sentence.
| We have to go back |
| We should wait for them |
| Maybe they're dead |
| ... |
"We have to go back for them!" Clementine exclaimed, moving at a fast pace towards the herd.
"What?! No!" Luke cried, grabbing her arm pulling her back into the cover of the trees "You can't back in there, it's suicide. We should never had tried to push through in the first place"
"But-" Clementine began, only to be interrupted by Kenny and Bonnie who emerged from the herd, caked in walker blood.
"Thank god" Luke exhaled as he watched them approach.
Bonnie had the baby in her arms while Kenny was still clutching his neck injury, and had gone deathly pale either from the infection in his blood stream or blood loss. "We're you bit, Bonnie?" Luke asked, lightly skipping over Kenny since he had already suffered from one.
"No" Bonnie replied bluntly.
"And the baby?"
"He's fine too"
"Lets get as far away from here as possible and decide what to do from then" Luke said, spinning on his heels and and walking into the trees. Clementine glanced at Kenny who returned her gaze with a pained expression. The group then followed Luke into the woods and allowed themselves to be consumed by the vegetation.
Dawn was breaking, and the sunlight shining through the trees caused the blanket of snow to glisten. Luke was carrying Bonnie's AK-47 and leading the way, while everyone else lagged behind. Kenny slowed down and slumped beside a tree. Clementine paused and turned towards him "Are you okay, Kenny?" She asked as she walked up to him.
"I think it's time" Kenny stated, avoiding her question as he removed his hand away from his neck.
"Time? But you've still got some time left" Luke told him.
"I'd rather end it now than later when I'll be too weak to do it myself."
| You can't give up now |
| One of us could end it later |
| We understand |
| ... |
"You don't have to this, Kenny, one of us can help you end it when the time comes" Clementine told him.
"No, I can do this. I don't need someone to end for me"
Luke took out pistol and handed it to Kenny "I got it off Rebecca's body... It was Carver's"
"Huh, I guess Carver will be finishing me off after all" he said with a small chuckle "You go, I can do this alone."
| I'm not leaving you |
| Let us stay with you |
| Okay, we'll go |
| ... |
"I'm not leaving you, Kenny, not like this"
"I'll be fine... I can do this on my own"
Luke sighed "Good luck... Old man" he said with a weak smile.
For the first time, Luke and Kenny saw eye to eye. Luke held out his hand and Kenny shook it. Bonnie walked up to Kenny and allowed him to say goodbye to the baby "Sweet dreams, little one" he told the infant, adjusting the blanket that was wrapped around the child.
Luke turned towards Clementine "Come on, Clem"
| [Stay with Kenny] |
| [Leave Kenny] |
"I'll be right there. I just need to say goodbye to Kenny and be there for him"
You chose to stay with Kenny"Are you sure?" Luke asked.
Clementine turned towards him and nodded "Yes"
"We'll wait for you" he said, leading Bonnie ahead.
Kenny was now sitting amongst the roots of the tree, clutching Carver's gun in one hand as Clementine came over and knelt down beside him.
|Hold his hand |
| Don't hold his hand |
Clementine took hold of Kenny's hand and held it close to her chest. Kenny smiled and intertwined his fingers with hers. "I never really liked the thought of suicide, y'know" he told her "Ever since Kat...." He drifted off and his expression saddened "But I guess I don't have much choice. I'd rather die and not come back"
| I'm sorry |
| At least you'll be with her now |
| I'm here for you |
| ... |
"I'm sorry, Kenny"
"No, I'm sorry. For everything." He said softly "At least I'll be with her now.... Maybe I'll get to see my family again". "I'm glad your here. To be honest, Clem, I'm scared. I don't really want to be alone"
"I'll be here for you" Clementine told him comfortingly, gripping his hand tighter.
"You will?"
Clementine nodded "Always"
Kenny smiled and lifted the gun towards his head "Thank you, Clem." "Just... Promise me you'll take care of yourself and the baby."
| Of course |
| I'll do my best |
| I manage just fine |
| ... |
"Of course I will"
Kenny pressed the gun into the side of his head and closed his good eye. Clementine closed her eyes and turned away. A moment later, gunshot blast echoed through the forest, startling a few birds. Clementine opened her eyes and turned towards him to see blood leaking from the side of his head. She released his hand and stood up, staring down at his lifeless body.
| Goodbye |
| Sleep well |
| I hope you find them again |
| [Leave] |
"Sleep well" Clementine whispered softly.