Today just kept getting better and better.
First off, Gabriel has proven himself to be a coward who can't kill walkers. Rick told me this yesterday that he couldn't kill this woman, despite whether or not he actually knew her. He just couldn't bring himself to do it.
Second, we're missing two people, Daryl and Carol. Other than them, we're still missing Beth and Sophia...
Third, Bob was bit. We were "celebrating" earlier, drinking the communion wine. It was fun, and everything was dandy, but Bob showed up about two hours ago, one-legged and bit.
Finally, we're standing here, with five people who tried to eat my group less than a month ago, and who ate Bob's leg, but Bob figured that he is tainted meat, and therefore they should turn, but they have some sort of vendetta against us to where, if they will turn thanks to Bob, they would like to kill us.
Seems like a fair trade.
I pressed the blade of my machete to the woman's head, staring straight into her grey eyes. She showed no sign of remorse, no sign of sorrow for anyone she may have killed. My eyes run over her facial features.
She was smiling. She didn't fear death. She obviously welcomed it. I would be happy to oblige.
I stopped listening to Rick, just watching and waiting. He was talking to Gareth, the man who had run Terminus.
I do hear this, "I already made you a promise."
I don't know what that promise may have been. Probably to kill him. Or maybe it was to do something to his Mom. Gareth mentioned Carol killed him, or by his words, "That crazy old bat." Carol wasn't here, of course, but I didn't care. They'd be back.
Rick slashes the red-hilted machete into his head, killing him instantly, but he doesn't stop. I kill the woman in front of me, feeling no remorse whatsoever.
After I'm done, I look around. Everyone, eyes wide, staring at us.
I realized why.
We'd never killed like this, an organized murder. Everything was so perfect, so planned. No one had ever done this before.
But Rick made a promise.
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