𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝗼𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧

𝟏𝟕

rory

i scrunch my nose and brought a finger up to one of the knives that were tied on the ends of some sticks. they were all stationed around a door.

"keep and eye out for booby traps. looks like he's gotten creative so far."

"i thought we were just get in and get the hell out of here." michonne says.

"i'm not leaving him on the street." rick shakes his head.

"look, i know you said he helped you-"

"he saved my life. he wasn't like this then." rick cuts her off. i look to the side, seeing carl pointing a gun at the unconscious man, who's name i learned was morgan.

"okay."

"jesus, he has a son."

"do you think he's in there?" i ask, looking up at the old apartment building. he just shrugged and ducks under the knives. i watch as he goes to step on the welcome mat.

"don't." me and michonne say at the same time. "you said booby traps." i continue. he pulls back the welcome mat to see a bunch of knives pointed up

"thank you."

"let's just get him inside and go." michonne walks back to carl and morgan. i reach up and start to untie the knives from the sticks that would be in our way.

"are we still gonna go see the house?"

"yeah, we are." rick stands up and walks past me. i bite my lip slightly and finish untying the knives. i step away as michonne and rick drag morgan over. me and carl stay behind the two as they start up the stairs.

"watch the wire." he tells us. we walk up the stairs and push past a sheet that said 'not shitting you', my eyes slightly widen at the axe. my mouth slightly drops when we walk into the bedroom. weapons filled the room.

"i showed him that locker last year." rick says astonished.

"and it had all of this in it?" michonne asks.

"no, not even half of it. he's been busy. the cot." they drag him to the bed. michonne and carl immediately grab bags and start to shove things in it. i was more focused on the writing on the wall.

the thing that stuck out most to me was the big large, and colorful, letters that spelt 'clear'.

"no." i turn to rick, seeing him now kneel next to a chest with some rifles in it. "we're gonna wait for him to wake up. make sure he's ok."

"he tried to kill us."

"he told us to go. he didn't know who we were." rick argued with michonne.

"he tried to kill us and we didn't leave him for the walkers." she motions around at everything. "he's had a good day. he doesn't need half of these guns. we do."

"we're waiting for him to wake up. that's it." michonne gives him a dirty look before dropping the bag she had in her hand.

"have you taken a look around this place? the axe, the spikes, the walls."

"you think he's crazy?"

"no." she crosses her arms over her chest. "i think he's dangerous."

"i know him. he wasn't like this then."

"that was then." i speak up. "we've all changed since the start."

"we're gonna wait for him to wake up." i went to say something but then i noticed carl walking out of the room.