In the abandoned ruins of a once bustling city, Negan prowled through the debris-strewn streets in search of much-needed supplies. His eyes scanned the dilapidated buildings and overturned cars, ever watchful for any sign of valuable resources amidst the wreckage. As he rummaged through a pile of rubble, a rustling sound caught his attention. With a curious tilt of his head, Negan turned to investigate, his hand instinctively reaching for Lucille at his side.

To his surprise, he discovered a person huddled behind a half-collapsed wall, their face partially obscured by a tattered scarf. Negan's lips curled into a mischievous grin as he approached, his swagger unmistakable even amidst the desolation.

"Well, well, well," he drawled, his voice laced with playful amusement. "What do we have here? Looks like someone's been playing hide and seek in my neck of the woods."