You, Maggie, Glenn, Patricia, Rick, Daryl, Dale, Shane, Lori, Carol, and T-Dog (sorry if I forgot someone) all just had a meeting on whether or not to keep Randall alive. Rick decides to keep him alive after Carl wanted to watch Rick shoot Randall.

All of you were walking around the farm, doing something, when you hear Dale scream. You all run over to see a walker on top of him, with Dale's stomach ripped open. Someone shoots the walker, you don't know who. You just stare at Dale. There's so much blood. Rick: "Someone's get Hershel! We need Hershel!" You and Andrea run to Dale, falling to your knees next to him. Andrea: "Focus on us. Come on, Dale." You: "It's okay. It's going to be okay... right? Hershel runs over but can't do anything. Hershel: "He won't survive the trip back to the house." Rick points the gun at Dale's head but he can't even do it. Daryl carefully takes the gun from Rick and shoots Dale in the head. Glenn pulls you into his arms. Andrea breaks down crying but you just stare at the ground. He was like a father to you. And now he's dead. You can't process what is going on anymore. Glenn holds you closer, pulling your head to his chest. The tears finally start running down your face.