The Walking Dead

Dale patted the non-existent dust on the hat, braced himself and continued to look for the next person who could be persuaded. He thought uncertainly that maybe Morgan would agree to his request for Dwayne's sake.

Today's dusk seemed to come very quickly. Rick stood on the corridor and watched the sunset. He didn't know whether he wanted Dell to succeed or fail.

There was a creaking sound of the door opening, and Lori hugged him from behind: "It's time, there's still time to change your mind."

The clean scent of shower gel came from Loli, and Rick held her hand around her waist: "I just want to keep everyone safe, I've already thought about it, we have no choice."

"Maybe you don't need to do it yourself, Moore, Darryl and the others can..." Lori hesitated.

The corner of Rick's mouth curled up, and she interrupted her words: "No, I have to do this myself, you don't understand, this decision is made by me, I should implement it, you said you will support me , but don't think it's the right decision, do you?"

Rick looked back at Loli who was silent, and said to her and himself with certainty: "This is a correct decision."

Lori was silent, but she still nodded to her husband, regardless of whether he was right or not, as a wife, she just needed to stand by his side.

When Tasia followed Heber and Daryl to the living room, everyone had already gathered there.

It wasn't until the children were taken upstairs that Glenn asked, "What do we do, vote?"

"A unanimous vote must be passed, or should the minority obey the majority?" Andrea looked at everyone suspiciously.

Rick cleared his throat: "Well, let's see everyone's opinions first, and then make a decision."

Ed picked up his words impatiently: "If you want me to say, there is nothing to discuss at all, just go straight to the barn..."

"Kill him, right?! We don't need to vote at all, everyone thinks so, and your opinions are obvious." Dale glanced at the people present.

Sensing the old man's staring eyes, Glenn explained with difficulty: "Listen, I know that you are right on many things and have always been right, but this time...he is not one of us, We've lost a lot of companions."

"...Very well, they all scare you," Dale twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to force a smile, but in the end he failed. He turned and looked at the owner of this place—Herschel, "What about you, you Do you agree too?"

Hershel lowered his head, didn't look at him, and didn't speak.

Maggie, who was standing beside her father, couldn't help but say, "Maybe we can keep him locked in the barn, just with an extra mouth to eat."

At this time, Herschel slowly responded to her daughter's opinion: "Our grain production may decrease this winter, and it may not be able to supply all the people on the farm."

Seeing that everyone was silent again, Dale retorted eagerly: "He may have other uses, you have to give him a chance to prove it to everyone."

Glenn tentatively said: "Maybe we can let him go to work, just find someone to watch him."

"No, we can't let him move around at will, and we can't let him stay with others, it's too dangerous." Before Dale had time to agree, Rick vetoed the proposal.

Lori didn't agree with the plan either: "Rick's right, I'm only going to feel safe if I tie him up."

Seeing the old Dale's face flushed by everyone, Tasia pulled Raheb's arm, and asked her father who was looking down at her: "Dad, what do you think?"

Out of the corner of Heber's eyes, he caught Dell's expectant gaze, paused and said, "From the bottom of my heart, I actually agree with Dell's opinion, but I dare not take the risk.

If I were alone now, Dale, I would stand by your side without hesitation, but I'm not.I can't say the words to kill him against my will, so I'm sorry Dale, no matter how you decide, I have no objection. "

"My thoughts are the same as Heber, Dale, if we let him join us, maybe he can help now, or he is also very good, but if one day we let our guard down, in case he does escape, put his accomplices If they were brought back, that would be thirty people," Morgan looked at the old man apologetically, "I dare not gamble on this possibility."

Dale was extremely lost, and the bucket hat was held in his hands so that he could not see the original shape: "So the reason for killing him is to stop a crime that he may never commit? If we do this, there will be no hope. There is no law, no civilization."

"Do you all think so? Darryl, are you the same as Heber?" The old man's eyes turned red. He had already met the child's ending, and everyone was blinded by his selfishness. Can't see what is light.

Darryl looked at Tasia and remained silent for a long time.

She could see the hesitation and struggle in his eyes. He once flatly rejected Dale's help, because at that time he thought the team had dispersed, but now, in this changed time and space, Darryl There is a chance to choose again.

What would he do?

Darryl wanted to support Dale, but when he saw Tasia, he couldn't express that approval.

As Heber said, he hesitated when he thought that the girl he loved and the women present might be trampled because of his wrong line.

Looking at him who hesitated to speak, Tasia felt extremely uncomfortable. Darryl, who once again deviated from her true inner thoughts, would regret it in the future. She didn't know. She only knew that if it wasn't for her, Heber and Darryl wouldn't do that.

She could ignore Randall's life, but she couldn't ignore it. The two most important people had to do things against their will because of themselves.

"If you really wanted to kill him, what would you do?" Patricia broke the dull atmosphere and asked uneasily, "Will he suffer before he dies?"

"We can hang him, strangle him, or maybe it's more humane to use a gun." Rick explained helplessly.

T Tsai raised his hand: "What about the corpse? Should we bury him?"

"Wait, wait, you're talking like it's already decided, this is a young man's life, how can we just talk for 5 minutes, is it like this now?

We didn't know what to do with him, so we just killed him? !How much better are we than those we fear? ! Dale quickly waved his hat, interrupting everyone's discussion.

Tasia moved her lips and was about to speak.

Carol broke down and screamed, "Stop it, stop it! I've had enough of everyone arguing and bickering, I don't want to do this anymore, you can't give us a choice in this kind of thing, you two Whoever decides is fine, but stop counting me in!"

With red eyes, Dale stared closely at her who wanted to stay out of the matter, and said word by word: "Not defending him is no different from killing him with his own hands."

The atmosphere in the room froze again, and the old man stood desolately in the center, like a lonely fighter: "Don't you understand? If we also start to kill the living, then ourselves, and the world we know will be true." collapsed.

Yes, the civilized society we know has disappeared. We cannot choose the environment we live in, but we can choose whether we want to retain our humanity and kindness. We cannot use guns to solve all problems.

This new world is ugly, it's...cruel, it's a world where the fittest survive, I don't want to live in that world, and I'm sure you don't want to, I can't, please, let's do it right Is there really no one to support me? "

Seeing everyone avoiding his sight, an old tear spread from Dale's eye socket.

"He's right, we should think of another way." A clear voice sounded, and Amy looked at Andrea who was smiling at her, and said courageously.

Rick looked around: "Anyone else?"

"I also agree with Dale's opinion. Although it seems that nothing can be changed at present, I still want to follow the true thoughts of Dad and Daryl." Tasia finished speaking quietly, and turned to the surprised Heber and Darryl. Darryl smiled back.

Rick glanced around, but no one stood up again.

Old Dell took a deep breath in disappointment, pulled up his cuffs, wiped his face, and walked slowly towards the door: "Are you still going to watch? No, you will hide in the tent and try to forget that we killed a Live people... I don't want to be involved anymore."

Dale didn't come back for dinner either, so Tasia took the plate prepared by Lori: "Let me deliver it to him."

Holding the tray, he saw old Dell sitting on the roof of the RV with a gun in his hand, motionless and looking into the distance.

"Hey, come down and eat something." Tasia called him from below with her head raised.

"...Put it in the car, I will sit down for a while."

Tasia reluctantly put the food on the small dining table, held the ladder next to the caravan, thought for a while, and asked first: "Well, do you want me to go up and chat with you?"

"No, Tasia, I want to be alone." Dale's voice sounded hoarse.

"...Well," human nature is inherently complicated, who can tell who is right and who is wrong, Tasia sighed, "I'll collect the tableware later."