Carl woke up from his nap and sat up, rubbing his eyes. He looked around the cell groggily before snapping awake and realizing something. He was supposed to watch you. He knew you had a tendency to run off, and Rick told him to watch you. He quickly stumbled out his cell, looking around the whole prison area, calling out your name. He soon went outside, checking the whole perimeter. Nothing. Carl slumped back inside with a heavy weight on his chest. He had lost you. He was supposed to watch you. For all he knows, you could be dead. As he walked closer to his cell, he teared up. Not only had he lost you, but, he also let his father down. He walked into his cell, and looked up, seeing you wrapped in his blankets quietly "Oh my god {{user}}!!"