Suspects

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Carl's POV


"Carl...Carl...CARL!"


I immediately woke up after hearing someone repeatedly call my name.  I recognized the voice to be Blake.  So I threw on my robe and ran downstairs to meet him.  I noticed him standing in the open doorway with a worried look on his face.


"Is everything ok?"  I asked.


"No."  He told me.  "Come with me."


I followed him out the door and down the street.  I noticed that up ahead their was a huge crowd of people surrounding a house.  I didn't know who's house it was, but I soon learned why their was a crowd of people surrounding it.


Tied to the reeling of the house was a walker with a pool of blood and guts hanging in front of him.  But this wasn't just some random walker, I recognized this one.  He was a former Blaze Tribe member.  I didn't really know his name or anything specific about him, but I recognized his face.


I can't believe this happened again.  It hasn't even been twenty-four hours and two people have already been killed.  Who's doing this?  And why now?  But I couldn't worry about that now, I had to handle this crowd of people.


"Everyone."  I yelled getting everyone's attention.  "I need all of you to go to the stage now!  We'll figure this out there!"


I could see the sad and worried looks on the majority of their faces before they turned and started heading to the stage.  Then I noticed Zelda run over to me.


"It happened again."  She said when she saw the undead body.


"How could this have happened?!"  I asked.  "Just yesterday we learned there was a killer and now they already claimed their second victim."


"It must have happened some time last night."  Blake told me.  "But how?"


"Pretty easily I'm assuming."  Zelda said as she examined the walker.  "All the guards we have are up along the walls.  And since we're in the middle of town, they could have snuck around easily."


"Zelda, want to do another autopsy of the body?"  I asked.


"I'm on it."  She said.


Then she stabbed the walker in the head with a knife.  And cut him down from the rope before flinging him over her shoulder.


"I'll meet you in your office later and let you know what I find."  She told me before walking off with the dead body over her shoulder.


"We should get to the stage."  Blake told me.  "All those people are gonna want some answers."


Blake and I walked to the stage hand in hand.  Once we got there I got up on the stage and tried to get everyone's attention.

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