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ALLISON laid in her bed feeling the sensation of wetness on her forehead

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ALLISON laid in her bed feeling the sensation of wetness on her forehead. She reached up and took of the rag that was on her face. "Glad to see you're awake." Maggie said to her. "You passed out from a panic attack. Daddy already told Rick and them to get out of here."

Allison sat up, "It's not Rick's fault. It's Shane. He's.." Not being able to find her words she got up in anger. She wanted to pound her fist against the wall. This poor group just spent weeks finding a little girl none of them knew was already dead and now they were getting punished for someone else's actions.

She looked out her window seeing Rick's group make holes to bury the ones they loved. The ones Allison loved.

"We need to be there for Carol." Allison said looking at her sister. "For Beth, for dad. We need each other."

"How can you be so quick to move on?" Maggie said in shock.

"Because the world won't wait for you. Every minute you spend mourning in another minute that goes by that you can't live in the moment. With the people you love. Here and now. And in this world, it seems time is going by 10 times faster than before." Allison said now going downstairs.

Beth was in the kitchen doing dishes and Allison went up to her. "Beth?"

Beth's body looked white. She looked like death. She had plates in her hand as she fell to the ground completely wide awake just not seeming to be in control of her body.

"Maggie!" Allison yelled holding her sister up. Maggie and Glenn came out from the next room and they carried Beth up to her bed.

Allison went to get a glass of water as Maggie comforted her little sister. "Sweetie can you hear me?" She rubbed Beth's face.

Lori and Allison came into the room. Maggie looked up at Lori and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"She might be in shock. Where's Hershel?" Lori asked and the three shrugged not having a clue where he could be. That made Allison nervous with his past alcoholism.

"We can't find him anywhere." Glenn said on the other side of the room with his arms crossed. Lori left the room trying to figure out what she could do.

"Hey kiddo." Maggie said holding her hand.

—A—

"Your mothers things?" Rick asked going through Annette's stuff. Trying to find any clue where Hershel would be. Allison had an idea but she didn't want to voice it.

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