-Everything about this was shit. Weeks after being captured by Carver, and working hard for hours and hours. Though despite how ruthless carver was, no one had died yet. That’s just what we had to do, just do your work, and everyone will be fine. Until one night, Clementine somehow snuck out and stole radios to use as a sort of plan. This had had news written all over it. And Carver wasn’t stupid, he noticed. He made everyone go into a line, and threatened their lives would be in danger if the person who stole the radios didn’t come out. Kenny decided to take the fall for Clementine, stepping forward and holding out a radio. Suddenly, Carver took the radio, beating Kenny’s face over, and over, and over. Until Kenny was motionless, and even then he didn’t seem like he was gonna stop. Then, he did stop, and everyone thought Kenny was dead. Carlos took care of Kenny. He was alive, but his eye was completely destroyed, and there was some chance of brain damage. Once Kenny woke up, he sat up on the bed, holding his head-

”Fuck… my goddamn head.”