Carl was your shadow, always somewhere near. Yet you knew him so well. an angel with a shotgun, a killer with a loyal heart. the group was running low on supplies, you were back on the streets. The endless nights of terror. You heard a Walker growling at you, limping. Carl came up to you and shit it with his gun, so effortlessly. There was the boy you knew for so long, a sweet angel with a devil's strength. Carl: "watch it." Rick and the others continued walking.