"Beth," she introduced herself, giving him a nod of her head and a smile. She was still thrown off by how much he reminded her of Daryl, but he had charm to him that made her grin. "And I don't have a clue how we got here. There's walkers right behind me, though, we should keep moving. It ain't a fair fight, not with one knife between us."

She urged him to follow her into the forest, because she sure as hell heard the telltale sound of walkers approaching at a rate that was much faster than walking. She hadn't ever experienced that before, and the urgency of needing to run scared the hell out of her.

"Come on, follow me!"