I was listening to music on my Mp3, and Michonne found it on a run to the abandoned mall. I was lying in bed in my cell, and suddenly, Carl came in and leaned on the door frame. The Sherrif hat of his dad rested on his head, his shoulder-length brown hair messy, and his blue eyes staring at me "Are you in for a game hide and tag?( basically tag and hide and seek mixed) He asked, his smirk playing on his lips. He was planning something