Jessamine Dixon lives in the apocalypse

Beside The Dying Fire

We started to walk back towards the house. With the three of us walking together it reminded me of the old times we used to do this.

"You bit, too?" Carl asked both me and Rick. I shook my head.

"No." Rick told him.

"Shane was." Carl stated. I looked at Rick and he looked at me.

"That wasn't Shane. You know that." I walked a few feet ahead of them. I figured I'd let Rick take this one. He needed to slow down and talk to his son.

I heard them stop walking so I did the same. Rick was looking at his son, and his son was looking at him. But I was more focused on what was behind them in the distant. I hit Rick on the shoulder. I didn't need to point. He heard the growling and both of them looked where I was looking.

It wasn't just a group of them. It was more than the one's in Atlanta. It was more than we could take on by ourselves. But they just kept coming. They were starting to swarm the field from the woods.

"Oh my god. Go go go go go go go go go." Rick told us and we ran to a tree.

"We-we gotta get to the house, tell the others." Carl frantically told us. I knew for a fact that they could see the walkers from the house.

"We'll never get through that. Can't go around. Carl, Jess, stay close. Go!" We started to run towards the barn. Rick kept a hand on both of our backs. The walkers noticed us as soon as we left the tree they were already all the way around the barn.

We ran into the barn and Rick closed the door behind us. Carl and I helped keep the door closed while Rick slipped the pole through so that way it would stay shut.

There were already a good few dozen already trying to get through the door. We were looking around the barn trying to find anything that would help us, in anyway. We could hear them banging on all of the walls around the barn.

We looked around the barn when finally Rick handed us each a can of gasoline. 

We went throughout the whole barn making sure that we got it covered in gasoline. I looked for just a second to see that the walkers had torn away some of the boards on the walls already. I knew that Rick saw it too.

He brought me and Carl over to the ladder. Rick looked at me then looked at my arm. I knew he was giving something I would do to Carl. I nodded my head and he nodded his back.

"Jess, you still got that lighter that you randomly carry around?" He asked me and I pulled the lighter out with a smile. He took it out of my hand and leaned towards Carl.

"Jess, with your arm in that shape-Carl, when I say, you're going to drop this lighter." Carl took the lighter and nodded his head. 

I let Carl go up the ladder first, then I dragged myself up after him. We got to the top and stopped to see Rick kicking and screaming at the door. Rick grabbed the pole out and I gasped when he opened the door.

"Rick!" I screamed. Dozens of walkers were entering the barn and he was waving to them like it was some game. He finally turned and came up the ladder as fast as he could. I let the breath out that I was holding when he finally hit to top.

"Carl, now!" Carl lighted it and then dropped it. The walkers on the ground and the floor of the barn erupted into flames.  We backed up and I brought them to the area where me and Glenn had entered on that one night.

We could hear the gunshots and we could see the vehicles. They weren't leaving but they were all going around shooting the ones by the barn. Then the R.V was starting to come our way.

"Hey! Here! Get in here! Put it right there! Come on!" I looked and saw that Jimmy was the one that was driving. We stepped onto the smaller roof of the barn then we jumped onto the roof of the R.V.