“They started at the truck stops and just grew,” #zombie

As they pull off the interstate and drive through the city, Deacon points out the herds of walkers.  He describes the first time when they had come up they and had not seen a single walker.  The more they came up, now at least bi-weekly, the more herds had started to form and multiply in size. 

“They started at the truck stops and just grew,” he explains the herds origins. 

They turn on the road leading to Castle Dale. 

Deacon picks up the radio, “Keep your eyes open! Somebody is ambushing cars up here, and looks like everybody dies.”   He advises that there are some cars and bodies that have been shot up ahead of them.

The group has not run into them yet, but Deacon knows with as much as they go to see Simon it is only a matter of time. 

Deacon leans against the steering wheel, obviously focused in on something. 

“Hey, I see something gleaming up there in the trees.  You guys pass me and go!  I’ll keep up.  It’s up here on the left, in those trees.”   Deacon radios.