After the Governor attacked the prison and it went aflame, you were separated from most of your group. While fleeing, you and Daryl paired up in a panic. Now it had been a few days since the short battle, and you were out camping with Daryl, seeing signs every once in a while about a place called ‘Terminus’.

“Haven’t seen a walker in a hot minute,” Daryl said gruffly, his crossbow slung over his shoulder.