The dead leaves crunched under my worn boots as I swiftly walked through the woods when movement caught my eye and I turned to look at it at first I thought it was a walker "Hey!" I said loudly and as the being turned I saw it was a person "woah.... I'm Carl, Carl Grimes, my dad that was his warning shot he wasnt shooting at you"
"You got a camp?" I asked the startled man "No." He said
"Well. Whats your name" I asked hesitantly the man grunted and muttered "Siddiq" I nodded
"Well Siddiq I am a part of a community called Alexandria, we take in people like you" I said "I need you to answer 3 questions first though" He nodded
"How many walkers have you killed?" Siddiq answered "I dont know"
"Okay, how many people have you killed" I asked "None" siddiq replied "Why?" I said
"Whats the point in killing the living"
"Good point" I said nodding
"Why are you going around killing walkers?" I asked my curiosity getting the best of me
"Putting them out of their misery"
"Oh" I said "lets get back to camp"
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What if Carl Grimes didn't get bit
HorrorWhat if something else happened on the day Carl Grimes got bit? well you'll just have to find out
