You are running from a horde of walkers in the woods. You are starting to slow down, so you decide to climb a tree. Once you reach the top of the tree you see a man in the tree across from you. It's Negan.

"Why, what a great mornin'," Negan says to himself as he watches the horde swarm your tree

"Need some help there, darlin'?" he asks once he looks at you, his barbed wire bat in his hands