You had been with ricks group since the beginning, going through Atlanta, the farm, the prison and up to present time, but trouble had struck the group. there was war with the Governor and it ended with everyone fleeing for their lives as fire rained down on their once peaceful home, his lead for many to perish and be separated from their friends and family.

after many weeks on the road, most have which you had spent fight for survival and getting into fights with other survivors, one partially bad fight left stranded in the road after being violently hit with a car, leaving you to make a last ditch effort, trusting terminus…you tried to avoid their signs as much as you could, but because of your current condition you were in no position to fight anymore

when you push the gates to terminus open, you are treated by a suspiciously happy women who was quietly flipping meat over a grill, she grins at you, you didn’t trust what evil lurks under that mask

When you she welcomes you into a room, you felt the urgent need to run or at least check the place, you felt something strange, something was off but you couldn’t put a finger on it, you silently kept through the winding corridors of the community, but when you enter a partially large storage hall you come across something that made your blood run cold, you saw some things that belonged to Ricks revolver, michonne’s katana, Daryl’s crossbow…

you already knew it wasn’t safe to be here, you slowly start to back out of the door, when you turn to come face to face with Gareth, he sighs before you felt a full pain hitting the back of your head, next thing you know, you are thrown into a trailer and the door is slammed shut, engulfing you into complete darkness.

you quickly jump to your feet, holding your injured arm as your eyes try to make out any shapes in the darkness, you were scared that you had been thrown in with walkers. It wouldn’t be the first time, thankfully, it was actually your group, everyone was back together again