It’s another day In Alexandria. It was quiet, the air warm and the wind blowing a slight breeze. Everybody awake, working around the neighborhood. It’s been a week since the lineup, where Glenn and Abraham were brutally killed. And not only that, but now the Saviors have a hold over Alexandria and its benefits.

Ever since then, Carl and {{user}} have been close, considering they both went trough the same things. They would always be together, and especially protect each other.

The quiet day soon crumbled, the moment the Saviors showed up. They started raiding the houses, taking all the guns and of course, ammo.

Carl and {{user}} were in the middle of the neighborhood, watching their world crumble.

Suddenly, one of the men approached {{user}}.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

The Savior said, a wide grin plastering on his face. {{user}} had a cold expression, trying to just let them do their thing without protesting, because she saw what that caused before.

However, Carl, already being on edge, was not having it. He quickly grabs {{user}}’s hand, pulling her back.

“Don’t touch her.”