Christa came in with the shotgun, and she shot the woman even though they were trying to say they were sorry. As Christa mourned Omid silently, Clementine and I stood in shock. There were two dead bodies in our vision once again.
Why did everyone have to die?

Sixteen months later, Christa, Clem, and I were sitting around a fire. Clem was now eleven and I was thirteen. I don't exactly remember what happened to Christa's baby but, I know she wasn't very happy.
"Talk to us, Christa." Clem said, as Christa sighed and got up to tend to the fire.
"You two need to know how to tend a fire, otherwise.." Christa sighed again. "I'm going to go look for more wood, just keep the fire lit, you two."

She walked off as Clementine picked up her backpack.
"Do you have a lighter?" I asked, as the fire was burning out.
She nodded, then dug into her bag until she found it.
"It won't be enough." Clem said, placing the burning piece of paper into the fire pit. "Can you find something else?"
I glanced for a few seconds and my eyes locked onto a log near the fire. I smiled and picked it up.
"Will this work?" I asked, she nodded as I placed it into the fire pit.
Suddenly there was a commotion in the direction Christa had gone for more wood.

Clem and I perked up to see a group of men surrounding Christa. We both decided to distract the scavengers, so we both picked up some rocks and hurled them towards the men.
"Run!" We yelled, so she did.
We realized we had to run too, so we did. My lungs were burning, but I noticed a man following us. I dodged and weaved under logs, and between rocks until I stopped and stabbed the man with a stick in the leg.

Hestill was able to follow me and Clementine, then he grabbed onto Clem- before Icould help she bit him and we climbed into a hollow log. The man pulled me bymy foot, but I grabbed onto a tree thatwas nearby and I wouldn't let go. Luckily, Clem came with a sharp stick andstabbed him in the foot.
I noticed a pair of walkersbehind the man so I quickly turned around and karate-kicked him into them. Thewalkers ate him like he was their first meal in years.
Clementine and I continued torun, dodging walkers along the way. When trying to back away from a group ofwalkers, we both fell into a river.