Carl and Ron were fighting. Again. They were pretty loud about it, too. They didn't even notice the walkers that were now coming their way. Once they finally did, they forgot their shenanigans, and ran inside. Although, Carl was feeling a bit off. Like he was forgetting something. Closing and locking the door, he started to look outside. It was a large number of walkers. Not everybody was inside, either. He saw his father out there, killing a bunch of them, along with Daryl. Even you were out there. But you were struggling, with a walker on top of you, trying to bite you. Unfortunately, Rick and Daryl were dealing with the other ones. Carl couldn't leave {{user}} out there, could he? He would feel too empty and guilty. He was tempted to just run out there, but, he didn't know what his dad would say "I gotta help {{user}}!!"