Don't Get Dead | TWD | Volume 1

[54] I'm A Terrible Person

For the past two days I had been working through the military manuals, seeing if there was anything I could make in preparation for war. With the fertiliser I grabbed from the meeting point, I would be able to make safer bombs that were less likely to blow up in my face than ones made of gunpowder.

Taking a tin, I looked down at the things I'd piled up on the table, before grabbing the pliers and taking some nails. I cut into some of them, dropping the small pieces of metal inside, before taking the bigger nails. I poked them through the metal of the tin. The explosion would blast them all randomly, so I wanted some facing in a certain direction to see if I could get some kind of accuracy with this thing.

I only wanted to make one for now, telling Rick that when it was done I wanted to take it inside the prison to see if we could cut down the waves of corpses that Glenn and Carl had been saying were coming inside.

A shadow in my doorway blocked my view, and I gave a smile when I saw Michonne. "Hey," I greeted.

"What the hell is that thing?" She nodded down at my desk.

"Nothing so far," I said, picking it up. "But hopefully when I add the explosive and trigger it will be a nail bomb. I wanna see if it's effective against the walkers in the tombs."

"If anything can kill 'em," Michonne muttered, staring at it for a second. She shook her head, reminding herself of why she came here in the first place, and asked "You got a second?"

I glanced up from the unfinished bomb and nodded. "Yeah, I guess."

"Come on, there's something I wanna try." she nodded for me to follow her but stopped before I could even stand up. "Bring those pliers."

Grabbing the tool, I raced off after Michonne who was already marching out of the prison like she had a mission or something.

"What are we doing?" I asked finally.

"I got a really cool Ace-like idea," she smiled at me, brimming with excitement. I just raised my eyebrows and waited for her to explain, now very intrigued at the Ace-like idea. Michonne pointed across the courtyard at the fences separating us from the field. "See how the inside fence has barbed wire across the top?"

I nodded.

"I think we can use that to make road spikes. Stops the Governor from coming up and breaking down that second gate," she explained. "We can nail it to some planks and leave it in the tall grass to keep it hidden."

"It won't stop them from just cutting the gate open," I reminded her.

"No, but they can't bust through with their cars," she said. "We're just making it more trouble for them to get here. They might give up."

"Give up?" I questioned. "You think they're going to give up?"

Michonne chewed on the inside of her cheek for a second, before she said, "Andrea said they're training civilians, right? They aren't gonna fight to get as much as the soldiers, and a lot of them only have a week of training. If we keep them pinned down, keep ruining whatever the Governor has them planned to do, we might scare 'em out. If they run, the soldiers have to follow."

It made sense.

"And how exactly do you want to get the barbed wire?" I questioned. "It's not like we have a ladder."

"Well, either we move a car over here and you climb on top and cut it down," she stopped and looked at me for her idea.

"Lucky me," I said sarcastically.

"Well, if you don't like that plan, I was also thinking you could get on my shoulders and I would lift you up there myself," she grinned, holding her hands up to her shoulder pretending she was doing that already.