Three Months Later...

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Episode 2: Starved For Help

Y/N POV:

My Eyes Slowly Open And I Slide My Feet Out Of Bed And Stand Up.

I Look Out My Window And See Lilly Watching Guard, Clementine Playing
(Football Or Soccer, I'm From The UK So I Say Football But I Don't Know If You'd Prefer Me To Say Soccer, Please Let Me Know Below.)

Though I See Lilly Steady The Gun As If Something Moved In The Bushes.

Lee: Get The Gates Open! We've Got Wounded!

Lilly: What The Hell Is He Doing?!

I Run Outside And See What Is Going On.

Mark Is Carrying Someone's Body With It's Leg Cut Off, Lee, Kenny And Some School Kid Is Out There.

Lee Places The Body On The Car.

Katjaa: I'll See What I Can Do.

Kenny: Kat, Can You Fix It?

Katjaa: Jesus Ken, I Don't Know!

Lilly: What Were You Thinking Lee?
We Can't Be Bringing In New People.

Lee: I Had To Help Him, He Would Have Died If I Didn't.

Lilly: We Are Not Responsible For Every Struggling Survivor Out There!
We Have To Focus On Our Group Right Here!

Carley: Well Hold On, We Haven't Even Spoke To This People, Maybe They Can Be Helpful.

Mark: Cmon Lilly, They're People Trying To Survive, Just Like Us.

Lilly: The Only Reason You're Here Is Because You Had Food, Enough For All Of Us. That Food Is Almost Gone Now, We Have About A Weeks Supplies Left And I Don't Suppose Any Of You Are Carrying Groceries.

?: Uh, No?

Mark: Fine, You Guys Fight It Out Then

He Looks At The Guy In The School Uniform.

Mark: Welcome To The Family Kid.

Clementine: Come Over Here And, See What I Drew.

Ben: What, Uh No? I-

Clementine: Just Come On Ok.

She Gently Pulls Him By His Jumper.

Kenny: You Know You Might Think You're The Leader Of This Little Group But We Can All Make Our Own Goddamn Decisons, This Isn't Your Own Personal Dictatorship.

Carley: Oh Come On! You're Being Dramatic! It Always Turns Into A Power Struggle Between You Two, I'm Not Going To Be A Part Of That. Y/N Could You Please Go And Play With Clem Or Something Right Now.

Y/N: Sure.

I Walk Over To Clementine.

Y/N: What Are You Drawing?

Clementine: A Picture, I Don't Know What I It Will Be.

Y/N: I Think I'm Going To Draw Something.

Clementine: What Are You Drawing.

I Start To Draw What I Think Is An Overhead View Of The Motel. Marking Where I Remember The Rooms Of The People.

Then Lee Walks Over To Us.

Lee: Want Some Food Clem?

Clementine: Yes Please.

Lee Gives Her Half An Apple.

Clementine: Apples, I Love Apples. Is There Any More?

Lee: No, Sorry Clem.

Clementine: Make Sure To Feed Duck And Y/N They're Hungry Too.

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