How I Survived The Dead

Woodbury

We still sat on the ground. I stared in horror and relief. My life had been saved. But at what cost? This person could kill us before we could pull out our guns. Question is: would she kill us?

"Who are you?" Andrea asked.

"Michonne." The person replied.

They took off their hood and a black woman shown her face. She carried a long sword and put it in her sheath. I felt so relieved to finally have somebody who has a weapon that doesn't take any ammunition around.

"Thank you." Andrea whispered.

Michonne had two walkers chained to her without arms and jaws. They had backpacks that carried weapons and food and water. I didn't want to ask why she had the two walkers.

"Please help us," Katlynn pleaded.

"Come with me." Michonne said.

We stood up and followed Michonne to the nearest road. We saw a helicopter fly above us and crash land back into a different forest. Michonne nodded and we went in. We hid behind a bush and looked at the helicopter. A soldier was cut in half and turning into a walker.

"What the hell?" Katlynn mumbled.

A truck now stopped by. Out came a few men. I didn't understand what they were talking about. But I listened carefully. They went back into the truck and drove away. The sound of crunching leafs came from behind us. I looked back and a man with a knife attached to his arm had stabbed Michonne's walkers. We all looked back.

"Well I'll be damned." He said, looking at Andrea.

"Merle." Andrea whispered.

I remembered the day when Katlynn, Rick, Daryl and T-Dog and I went into Atlanta in search of the man named Merle. This was Merle? Merle put his knife-hand against Andrea's neck.

"You four are coming with me." Merle said.

Merle roped all of our hands together and led us to a wooden wall.

"What is this place?" Michonne asked.

"Woodbury." Merle replied.

Merle opened a gate and the first thing I saw was people. So many people. And in their hands were baskets of fruit. My eyes were lit. I noticed Andrea and Katlynn seemed cautious.

"Is my brother alive?" Merle demanded.

"We don't know." Andrea admitted.

"Either he is or he ain't!" Merle snapped.

"It's complicated!" Andrea said, angrily.

"What is it, Merle?" A man broke Merle and Andrea's conversation.

"Just found these three out in the woods where you and yer' friends were." Merle replied.

"At the helicopter?" He asked.

"Yeah," Merle nodded.

"You can go now." He said to Merle.

"Fuck you!" Andrea muttered in Merle's face.

"I am the Governor... But you can call me Phillip." He said, mostly to Andrea.

"How are there so many survivors here?" Katlynn asked.

"They usually come to us or we find them." Phillip said.

"How's your food supplies?" I ask.

"The usual... Enough." Phillip shrugged.

"Do you have an empty house we could use?" Andrea wondered.

"Actually we have one. Follow me," Phillip said.