neck-deep up shit creek with our mouths wide open

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"Logrun Road's a straight shot." Eugene points on the map.

"We want visibility." Sasha says.

"There, you got it on Shelton. Golf course, country clubs, sloping terrain. No bum rush from the bogeyman.
We'd see them from a good piece. It is a longer trip by a third, but we'd get the scenic safety of clear-cut dingles and glens." Eugene says.

"You're being serious, right?" Sasha asked.

"As coronary thrombosis." Eugene nods his head. I'm so confused.

"You got a route?" Rick asked.

"Yeah." Sasha says. Walkers come up to the RV and bang on it.

"Let's go." He tells us. We take a different route but soon catch up to them.

"We making our stand?" Sasha asked.

"Yeah, we end it." Carl says.

"No, not now. They've been waiting. They're ready. With one of us behind the wheel, that's five on 16. We're gonna play it our way, how we want it. Right?" Ricks says.

"Right." Carl agrees.

"All right, go slow." Abraham slowly backs up the RV. They start shooting their guns at the ground trying to scare us off. But we kept going. We'll have to find a different route.

"How are we on gas?" Rick asked.

"Half a tank. I pulled some more cans before we left. Those weren't the same men who blocked the road the first time. Same outfit, different soldiers. They got numbers." Abraham looks at all of us.

"Yeah, we keep driving, we get her there." Rick looks forward.

"We will." Sasha says.

"If we have to shove each and every one of them up their own asses." Abraham says as we slow down to a stop. In front of us was the walkers chain. Blocking us from going forward.

"We can't go through it. Can't risk the RV. You stay behind the wheel, just in case. We'll clear it." We all get out of the RV and walk up to the chained walkers.

"Putting together a red rover like that takes people. A lot of them." Eugene says.

"Come on, let's do this." Rick says.

"Dad." Carl gets Ricks attention.

"That's Michonne's." Aaron points at the walker with her hair.

"That's Daryl's." I look at the arrows. They were his. The anger boils under my skin. I pull Daryl's arrows out of the walker. I wanted to kill something. I wanted to kill everything. We walk up to the Walkers to stab them as guns go off. They shoot at our feet as we all scatter around.

"Get back to the RV! Go!" Rick yells. No one goes back to the RV. We all take on the Walkers and to the savior's. I shot down two men as Rick takes down the chain of Walkers. I walk up to them and start stabbing them in the head.

"Start it up!" Eugene drives the RV as we all get in it. We take off down the road. The RV squeals.

"What's that sound?" Sasha asked.

"Undercarriage could've caught a bullet. Or could be transmission. It could be nothing." Eugene says.

"They were firing at our feet. They blocked the road, but they weren't trying to stop us. They want us in this direction." Rick takes Michonne's hair and places it in his pocket. I set Daryl's arrows on the table.

"Barton Road takes us north, but they gotta know we wanna go north." Sasha sighs.

"They want us in that area." I said.

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