EPISODE SEVENTEEN "i don't wanna fight the dead anymore" SEASON 5
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GREY KINGSTON
the minute a frazzled michonne walks through the gates of alexandria, i know something isn't right.
she came back with scott and heath, that's it. they said some rocks fell in the quarry, opening up a pathway and drawing the walkers' attention to it.
the test run turned into game day. daryl, sasha, and abraham are trying to guide the walkers away on the road. glenn and nicholas were last seen in a run-down town. rick is on his own trying to make it back to the rv, and everyone else is either lost or dead.
i've been in my head for the past two hours—it feels so much longer than that though. spencer, carl, enid, judith, and i survived being locked up in the house together until carol and aaron came knocking on the front door saying it was safe to come out.
our people killed all the wolves and now the land of our home is scattered with bodies, blood stains on the streets, and a weakened watch tower.
"open the gates!" a voice that sounds awfully close to rick's floods my ears.
i abruptly stop in my tracks, turning to face where it came from.
"OPEN THE GATES!"
i immediately start running for the front gates—it's definitely rick and i can hear a loud herd of walkers just as close.
michonne and maggie get to the gates first, opening them quickly. rick bolts inside, shirt bloody, hand bloody, and sweat soaking his hair.
the bottoms of my shoes scuff against the pavement as i race towards them.
michonne closes the gates forcefully and i can hear the large amount of walkers coming right up to the walls.
"did you see glenn? did you see smoke?" maggie asks. "any sign that he's alive?"
rick shakes his head as he tries to catch his breath, "no, but he'll make it. they all will."
"it's just heath, scott and i. we lost annie, sturgess, and david." michonne informs rick.
rick sighs, stumbling around in a half circle as his left hand drips profusely in blood. his eyes land on me and then he's walking towards me, roughly pulling me into a hug.
"what the hell happened here?" he asks.
"we got attacked." i pull away. "the wolves, the ones who trapped daryl and aaron with the w's on their foreheads."
"carl?"
"carl and judith are safe, they're fine." i nod my head.
"we need to get everyone out here, let them know what's goin' on." he says.
