The start

Can't go back Bob

I woke up tied to a chair facing metal tubs with my mouth gagged with cloth. My eyes darting around the room to look for an exit but all I saw were two Terminus men cutting up a body with chainsaw. My eyes widen as I tried to scream in horror but all that came out was muffles.

The Terminus men sharpen their tools and swing their bats staggering over toward us. 4 more people from a different freight car kneeled at the metal tubs. 4 people from Rick's group kneeled at the metal tab. It was Rick, Bob, Daryl and Glenn.

The two people in the clear jumpsuits walk over to the metal tub with a bat and a knife. They go all the way at the end of the line starting with the four guys that were from the other freight car. They hit the blond man in the head with the bat then slit his throat as the blood gushes out and runs down into the tub. I could hear the blood hitting the metal tub giving me a sickening feeling to the stomach. I tried to rock my chair back and forth ad they started to notice. The guy with the bat points it at me slinging the blood that was dripping off of it on my face.

"You, stop that right now." His voice came out clear but muffled. He was stern and not joking around as my eyes narrow to both men.

What are they going to do with me? They don't have me kneeling in front of the metal tub. They have me tied to a chair and watching them. As if this is a show to me. They move on to the second guy easily and soon they were at the fourth guy. Gareth walks up behind me standing next to me. He looks down at me and smiles creepily.

"Hey, guys. What were your shot counts?" He writes into the book.

"38." The guy with the bat answers then swings it as I flinch. The knife guy slices the fourth guys throat as he backs up the guy with the bat gets ready to swing at Glenn. It was only Ricks group left.

"Hey! Your shot count?" Gareth writes in the book. The two men stop what they are doing.

"Crap, man, I'm sorry. It was my first roundup." The guy with the knife says.

"After you're done here, go back to your point and count the shells. Kaylee won't be gathering them until tomorrow."

"Hey. Hey, let me talk to you." Bob tries to get Gareth's attention but the cloth in his mouth muffled it.

"Four from A, four from D?" Gareth writes something from the book as he points to the four guys that had theirs throats slit open to Rick's group.

"Yeah and we got that pretty girl here to watch. Just like you said." One of the clear jumpsuits guys answers Gareth. He turns around to smile at me as I snarl at him like the wild animal he was treating us to be.

"Hey, let me talk to you for a minute.
Let me talk to you for a minute. Let me talk to you for a minute." Bob keeps going.

"What?" Gareth pulls the cloth down.

"Don't do this. We can fix this."

"No, you can't." Gareth went to put the cloth back over Bob's mouth but Bob stops him from doing so.

"You don't have to do this. We told you there's a way out of all this. You just have to take a chance. We have a man who knows how to stop it. He has a cure. We just have to get him to Washington. You don't have to do this, man. We can put the world back to how it was."

"Can't go back, Bob." Gareth puts the cross back over Bob's mouth.

"We can! You don't have to do this!" Bob breathes over the cloth. Gareth walks over to Rick and takes the cloth off.

"We saw you go into the woods with a bag and come out without it. Had to pull my spotters back before we could go look for it. What was in it? You hid it, right? In case things went bad? Smart. Still, we'll find it. But it's too dangerous to go out there right now. What was in it? I'm curious." Gareth pulls out a knife holding it toward Bob.

"And it was a big bag. You really gonna let me do this?"

"Well, let me take you out there. I'll show you."

"Not gonna happen. This might." He shoves the knife closer to Bob's eye.

"There's guns in it. AK-47. 44 Magnum. Automatic weapons. Nightscope. There's a compound bow and a machete with a red handle. That's what I'm gonna use to kill you." Nice weapons.

"Thanks." He puts the cloth back on and picks up his book walking back to my side.

"You have two hours to get them on the driers. I'm gonna go back to public face. Now's the time we can get messy, but we need to dial it all in by sundown."

"Got it. Yes, sir." The men in the jumpsuits bow their heads. He turns to me pulling the cloth off my mouth.

"So you are here to watch what goes on here. Because I think you would turn out great as one of us." He bends down to my level as his dirty hands cup my face.

"Screw you." I sneered. He chuckles to himself.

"You are just," Gareth lifts my shirt up moving the cloth bandage. He digs his finger into the graze. I held my breath from screaming. Gritting my teeth, I breath out.

"A bundle of joy. I'll see you later sweetheart." Gareth smiles down at me removing his finger. He puts the bandage down with my shirt. Daryl was yelling through his cloth. I couldn't make out the words but I knew he was angry with Gareth. He kisses my check and puts the cloth back over my face. Soon gunshots rang out. Screaming and yelling were coming from outside of this place. Someone was attacking terminus. I knew the sound of that gun. I started to laugh as everyone including Ricks group stares at me as if I was crazy. Gareth pulls a walkie talkie out of his pocket.

"Hey, Chuck?" He calls out but no one answers. Gareth shoves the talkie back into his pocket. He walks back over to me as his hands dig into my jaw and pulls my face up to his. His other hand rips the cloth off my mouth.

"Whose out there? Your group?" He shouts in my face.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I chuckle. His hands swings back across my face. I felt a pop from my nose as the blood rushes out like a water fall.

"Tell me. I don't want to ruin your pretty little face." I spit in his face that was covered in blood by the smacks. He swings again but the pain to my cheeks were numb now.

"I know one thing for sure." I stop him from raising his hand again.

"What's that?" He eyes me.

"You're a dead man." I smile at him as the blood drips off my teeth and running down my nose. Then the explosion happened.