[ alone ]
Broken.
Mentally and physically. The sheriff laid almost lifeless on the ground, blood pooling from his body and soaking the green grass underneath him. The figure above him was a bad man with an eye patch. His name was the governor, although that wasn't his real name. This man came into their home and destroyed what they worked so hard to build out of jealousy.
He was ready to let go. To leave this world of death and murder and arrive into a whole new world with Lori, Dale, Sophia, Andrea, and in his family whoever lost their soul during this fight. It was his time to leave. His windpipes were cut off as the man started to choke him now, barely able to breathe. His vision started to close in around him with only the sound of walkers, gunfire, and screams filling the area.
As his eyes closed, a shriek of pain is released in the area close to him and he is grabbed by a mysterious figure. Weak and with no weapon on him, he felt himself being dragged away from the scene that once held their small community.
