Rick looked over the roof ledge through binoculars. "That construction site, those trucks, they always keep keys on hand."
Rick handed Morales his binoculars and he looked through them then back down to the walkers. "We'll never make it past the walkers."
Rick looked over at me and Glenn. "You guys got me out of that tank."
Glenn sighed. "Yeah but they were feeding. They were distracted."
"Can't we distract them again?"
"He's on to something. " Merle commented from his spot by the pipe causing all of us to turn and face him. "A diversion."
Rick ignored Merle completely. "They're drawn by sound, right?"
I nodded. "Right - like dogs. They hear sound, they come."
"What else?"
"Aside from they hear you? They see you, they smell you, and if they catch you, they eat you." Morales said.
"They can tell us by smell?"
"Can't you? They smell dead, we don't. It's pretty distinct." Andrea explained. We all stood silent for a moment before Rick spoke.
"I've got an idea."
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"If bad ideas were an Olympic event, this would take the gold." Glenn mumbled as Rick handed him a pair of gloves.
Morales nodded. "He's right. Just stop, okay? Take some time to think this through."
Rick threw a trench coat at Glenn. "How much time? They already got through one set of doors. That glass won't hold up forever."
Morales and Rick went out into the alley, picking up one of the walkers they had beat up earlier and dragged it into the room. Rick sighed as he slid the protective plastic over his face. He used a crowbar and broke the glass in which an axe was in. We all stood in silence and I glance up at Rick, waiting for him to make a move.
The plan was basically to chop a walker up, get it's guts, and smear it all over us. I wasn't looking forward to what was going to happen next. I took a step back as Rick lifted his axe and proceeded to chop up the walker. Everyone cringed at the sight but I stood still, my eyes fixed on the walker. Sure it was pretty disgusting but I couldn't help but think that before all this, that used to be a person. He used to worry about paying the bills and everyday problems like us. But now he's just another one of those lifeless, monsters that are roaming the earth now. I suddenly felt the wretched smell burn my nostrils and and I covered my nose in disgust. Rick passed Morales the axe and ordered him to take over the job. Morales hastily grabbed the mask and lifted up the axe to chop up the walker as well.
Glenn bent over and groaned. "Oh god I'm gonna hurl."
Morales chopped up the walker a bit more before Rick told us to grab some of the walkers insides and begin getting to work. Rick began smearing it on himself - Jacqui and Morales helping him while Andrea and I helped Glenn. I grabbed one of walker's intestines and draped it over Glenn's shoulder.
"Oh it's bad. It's really bad." Glenn whined as he closed his eyes in disgust.
"Think about something else." I suggested. "Like puppies and kittens."
"Dead puppies and kittens." T-Dog muttered from beside Rick.
That was too much for Glenn to handle and he bent over and threw up.
Andrea narrowed her eyes at T-Dog. "That is just evil. What is wrong with you?"
"Next time, let the cracker beat his ass." Jacqui hissed.
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Truth in the Stones |The Walking Dead - Daryl Dixon|
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