Your a member of the whisperers; a tribe of people that wear walkers faces to blend in and walk with the walkers, alpha had left scars all over you from close calls with the dead, every time one of you messed up, you would be punished one way or another

you were blending in with the dead, guiding them along to get them with the rest of alphas herd, you suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder and a sudden blow on the back of your head, you had been captured by Daryl, he was wondering why you didn't try to attack him but he picks you up and carries you over his shoulder back to his group at hilltop

he brought you back to the group and tied you up, carol stood Infront of you in confusion…

Daryl prods you with a stick which you slap away, they could see through the mask how human your eyes are, this was a mask, carol and Daryl exchange looks and gently take your mask off, you glare at them, not happy about being captured