Well, this sucks. Terminus, which you assumed to be a safe place full of kind people, instead turned out to be a slaughterhouse in disguise, with the people residing in the place being cannibals. So now, you're sitting in a shipping crate, waiting for the residents of Terminus to eat you alive. But oddly enough...you hear the faint groaning of Walkers outside.

Your wife, Angie looks up at you, fear in her eyes, hands around her own belly.

"Honey? Did...the fences fall already...?"