I met with Carl before we walked over to Rick and got in the RV. After a while of driving, we stopped. I stayed with Maggie while everyone else got out of the RV. After a bit, they got back in and we backed away. Carl was looking out the window and messing with the blinds when I fell asleep.
Carl woke me up and we got out of the RV with Maggie on a bed thing and we started carrying her. I helped guard them. They were talking and I was so involved in keeping guard I barely heard the whistles. We started running as the whistling got louder and all of a sudden, head lights turned on. I got next to Carl as we all huddled around Maggie, backs facing her.
"Good. You made it. Welcome to where you're going. We'll take your weapons. Now." I couldn't hear anything and people started taking my weapons. He came up next to Carl and flicked his hat. Carl grasped my hand and gave it a squeeze. We were forced on our knees, and Carl didn't let go. The rest our group was let out of the truck. "Michonne?" I asked. A guy with a bat cane out. He stopped in front of Rick. He started walking and started motioning as he spoke words I couldn't hear.
He came next to Carl and crouched down in front of him. He moved over to Maggie when Glenn started to get in front of her. Carl pulled me a little closer after the guy's bat was pointed at him and after he turned around. He started doing picking and he stopped in front of Abraham after doing eenie-meenie-miney-mo. He swung at him with his bat multiple times and killed him after Carl put my face in his chest to keep me from seeing it. I wrapped my arms around Carl and didn't let go.
Carl buried his head into the top on mine and put his hand on my head so I couldn't see anything else that was going on as he rocked me back and forth. Not long after he put his head in my hair he looked up and to the right. His grip loosened as he stopped moving and I looked too. Glenn. The guy kept hitting him with the bat. I couldn't see through the tears after a while. Carl put my head back and started rocking again.
After a while when my tears had dried, someone pulled me off of Carl and put a gun to the back of my head. Carl stood up and went to the guy who put a belt around Carl's arm. He tossed Carl's hat behind him before Carl got on the ground. He rolled up Carl's sleeve and wept a line on his fore arm. He crouched down next to Rick and put a hand on his shoulder, then stood up. I started crying when Rick picked up the axe and started swinging. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for Carl's scream. Nothing. I looked up and saw Daryl get shoved into the back of a van. I was next.
