Survive the Impossible II. ~ A "The Walking Dead" Fanfiction

The Star That Shines No More

That day was the beginning of October. The leaves started to leave the trees, which were around the Farm, the wind because cooler. Everything had it's own beauty.

In the morning, I dressed up in my dark trousers, my red and black sleeveless plaid shirt and my grey, but thicker pulover, which was my favourite. I put on my brown boots, and brushed my hair, and then I was ready. When I climbed out of the tent, I saw Carl wearing one of those clothes what I found on the road.

- Do you like it? - I asked him, after we gave each other high-fives. This was the way we wished each other good morning.

- Yes. Thanks for not leaving the clothes there.

I smiled and the whole group was awake when I arrived to them. Rick, Lori, Carl and I were sitting on a tree trunk, while Carol cooking eggs in a pan, and Andrea was sharping a knife on a cheese grater. When I noticed Glenn, he was looking at Maggie, who was standing on the terrace with crossed arms in front of her chest. She shook her head, and after Glenn looked at Dale, he nodded, these were followed by the Korean man asked attention from us.

- Uh, guys. So...the barn is full of walkers. - and this was the moment, when the blood in us freezed, T-Dog and Daryl stopped eating and all of us looked at Glenn. The barn which was mentioned by Glenn was far away from the house, and none of us were there before, except for Glenn, as it was found out.

- How do you know that? - I asked him, when I could swallow the weight of the situation.

- I saw them. About twenty walkers.

- So what do we do now? We cannot just kill them, we're just guests here. - told us Carol.

- I'll speak to Hershel after breakfast. - Rick got his breakfast from Carol.

- By the way, Glenn, you didn't get bit, did you? - Andrea asked from him.

- Of course, not, I was on the upper floor in the barn.

After dinner, we packed away, and made the place around the tents tidy, while Rick spoke with Hershel, and we hoped that they could compromise. Suddenly, Lori came to me, and leaned her head to my ears.

- When Carl and I were at the hennery some times, we saw that each time, some chickens were missing. What if there's a connection between the walkers and animals?

- You mean, someone fed them?

- That's possible.

- Did you see anyone walking in the hennery?

- Umm...Patricia, I think. Not for sure. - as Lori told it to me, I ran in the house to find Patricia. In the house, I heard Hershel and Rick talking in the kitchen, and it would be good to ask them, but they would thought that I heard their conversation. I met with Maggie, as she was coming down from the floor.

- Where's Patricia? - I asked the Farmgirl.

- I don't know. Why?

- Just one question: Did you know that walkers were in the barn? - in that moment, Maggie's eyes changed into defiant.

- What do you want to do with them?

- Nothing. It's not up to me. - I hurried away, because I realized that maybe Patricia was in the hennery again then.

And I was right. When she turned around and we met each other, her eyes widened, and nearly dropped the chicken which was in her arms. I asked her apologise, and then got to the topic.

- What are you doing? More exactly, where would you brought that chicken? - I looked at her the way she could find out what I was thinking. She took a look at the barn, where the walkers were.