𝙂𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙁 - 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅

Three

[ TELL IT TO THE FROGS ]

Glenn pulled up to the camp and Camila exited the car, him soon doing the same.

"Holy crap, turn that damn thing off!" Dale yelled over the car's loud alarm.

"I don't know how!" Glenn exclaimed.

"Pop the hood, please." Shane commanded. "Pop the damn hood, please."

"Give me literally half a second." Camila stretched across for the hood release.

"Pop the damn hood, please!"

"I POPPED IT!" Camila shouted, she got out sighing. "Fuckin' white people." She muttered.

"Is she okay? Is she alright?" Amy asked, worrying about her sister.

"Yeah! She's all good." Camila nodded, looking at the car's engine. "Shane, help before I start randomly cutting wires."

"Is she coming back? Why isn't she with you?!" Amy asked.

"Amy, I can only do so many things at once." Camila replied before Glenn went to actually give Amy reasoning. Camila stepped away as Shane pulled some wires and the alarm stopped.

"Are you crazy, driving this wailing bastard up here?" Shane angrily asked Glenn and Camila. "Are you trying to draw every walker for miles?"

"We just drew them away from the city, it'll make things easier."

"I think we're okay." Dale agreed.

"You call being stupid 'okay'?" Shane questioned.

"Well, the alarm was echoing all over these hills. Hard to pinpoint the source." Shane just glared at Dale in return. "I'm not arguing, I'm just saying." Dale turned to the other two. "It wouldn't hurt you two to think things through a little more carefully next time, would it?"

"No sir."

"Sorry."

The two apologized before a smile crept across Camila's face. ". . . On the brightside-"

"We got a cool car." Glenn smiled, gesturing to it.

"-Nobody died." Camila said at the same time. ". . . We were not thinking the same thing. That was just disappointing."

The van approached with the rest. Morales exited, the rest following. Everyone reunited with their relatives, except Rick, who stayed in the van a bit.

"I thought we had lost you folks for sure." Dale said.

"How'd y'all get out of there anyway?" Shane asked.

"New guy, he got us out." Glenn smiled.

"New guy?" Shane asked.

"Hey, helicopter boy!" Morales yelled to the van. "Come say hello."

Camila chuckled. "Ha, 'helicopter boy,' it makes sense because he's deluisonal." She turned to Shane. "He's a cop too, I think." She shrugged, walking away.

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Eventually, it was late at night as most of the group sat around a campfire, crickets chirping, Rick had just finished up talking about how he ended up there. "That's enough about me, how about you all?" Rick eventually asked.

"If I say, you guys won't arrest me afterward, right?" Camila asked, putting her drink down. The other gave her confused looks. "I was so shitfaced, bro, I didn't even know until a day in."

Everyone gave reactions to what she said. "Wait, how did you not hear any news of this all before?" Andrea asked.

"I thought it was one of those situations where the mainstream over-reacted, realized I was wrong when I saw it myself."