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When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy
How the hell did we lose sight of us again?
Sobbin' with your head in your hands
Ain't that the way shit always ends?
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Splat.
Crash.
Boom.
Everything is in shambles as the group attempts to escape the now overrun store.
Elaina grips her sword tightly as she takes down several mutilated walkers.
She hears a grunt and turns to see Glenn on the ground, two walkers around and on him.
Diving into action, Elaina grabs hold of the walker on top of him, yanking it aside. She stabs her sword into its head while Glenn takes care of the second walker.
After they're dead, she holds her red-stained arm out to him, helping him stand. He nods at her, and the two rush to help the others.
Bob is still beneath the shelf.
Zach makes his way over to it, using all his strength to lift it up. Daryl takes this time to pull Bob to safety.
Elaina reaches for Zach, but he doesn't move quick enough, and a walker sinks its teeth into the back of his leg.
He shouts in pure agony and falls to the floor. Before anyone can attempt to grab him, that same walker takes a bite out of his neck.
"Zach!" Elaina screams.
She was the one to find him while on a run a few months ago. She was searching for the Governor when she came across a small group of college kids who had made camp in the woods.
It reminded her of the camp back in Atlanta. The one from the beginning. By the quarry.
She asked them the three questions.
'How many walkers have you killed?'
'How many people have you killed?'
'Why?'
The kids joined the main group after that.
Michonne pulls Elaina away, as the helicopter comes crashing down into the center of the store.
The drive back to the prison is silent.
That evening, Elaina enters the cell she shares with Rick. He is sitting on the cot, head in his hands.
She takes a seat beside him, sighing softly.
He turns to look at her and he stands quickly.
Her entire body is drenched in blood, from the walker in the ceiling. It's dry now, but her skin is maroon tinted.
"What happened?" He asks.
She runs a hand through her tangled hair. "The run didn't go as planned." There's a pause. "Zach died today."
Rick lowers himself back down onto the cot, resting his hand on Elaina's lower back.
"Sometimes it's easy to forget, you know? That shit can happen." She mumbles.
Rick nods. "Yeah."
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"Be safe out there." Rick says to Michonne.
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