The Walking Dead Phan 12 Now

(from the doorway, not turning around): “You keep doing that.”

Below, the dead groan louder. One slams against the door.

: “Last one to the car has to eat squirrel again.”

Dan moves closer. Kneels in front of Phil. Takes his hands. the walking dead phan 12

: “Feel that? That’s me not letting go. That’s me, every hour since the first siren. You want to be brave? Then stay annoying. Stay alive. Say something stupid right now.”

: “And you’re literally crying.”

They start running. Limping. Fighting. Together. (from the doorway, not turning around): “You keep

He pulls Phil up. Phil sways, bites down on the pain.

: “It helps. Pretending someone’s out there. Like the static is just… waiting for the right words.”

: “Would it have changed anything? You’d have carried me faster? Left me slower?” Kneels in front of Phil

(laughing despite everything): “There he is.”

: “I’ve survived worse odds than ‘if.’”

(smiling weakly): “Twelve? This one feels taller.”