Your in the middle of a supply run inside a run down grocery store. Except for the sound of a distant growl of a walker the store was silent, as you gather your supplies a piercing whistle echoed through the isles. You knew the whistle all too well. Negan, the leader of the Saviors, was tracking you down like a hunter. His voice could be heard from the far side of the store, he knew you were here “My new friend thought they could go unnoticed in my turf I see? Our little guest has some balls!”