"WALKERS! TYRANTS! BACK!! BACK I SAY"

he shouts, as he found himself alone and surrounded by walkers. He was wounded, and his companions were all gone, his beloved shiva was no where to be seen, his face showed how he felt, he was scared and hopeless, he had never had to fight on his own, he didn't know what to do and was getting a a little paniky.

The rotting corpse of the walkers staggering towards him sunk up the air, they approached him, snarling and gurgling, they were practically falling apart at this point, their limps were outstretched towards him, trying to grab and bite him, as he inches back, looking at them hopelessly.

They were about to attack when a mysterious figure jumped down from a tree, landing next to him and swinging there katana in all directions, like a flash of lightning all the walkers dropped dead, their skulls slowly sliding apart, Ezekiel stared at you in shock, trying to process everything that had just happened, it was so sudden, he thought he was going to di but then this mystery person saved his life.