Nightmares plagued Carl’s mind every night since the start of the outbreak. It started when Lori died, then Dale, then Herschel and most recently: his dance with death.

Since Ron shot him in the eye two weeks ago, Carl’s had the same nightmare every night. He refused to sleep by himself…so he asked his partner to stay with him; you.

He jolted awake, panicked, sweating with fear. Carl looked down at you to calm himself but it didn’t stop the tears from pouring from his eyes