Alex was scared. He watched those bad guys leave him and run away. The zombie didn't chase them and it didn't look at him. He didn't move but he lamented the moment he decided to come here. Why, did, why?
He decided to run. He couldn't just lay there imagining the moment he would die.
The zombie didn't even look at him and chased those guys. Huh? What is this?
Sawyer felt that the runners were far away from them and finally, he could appear before Alex.
"You are looking so pitiful."
"Sawyer, thank God, you are here."
He got up and ran to hug Sawyer and cried.
"Yes, yes, don't cry!
Sawyer patted him on the back and consoled him.
"I'm so scared. What if the zombie came for me? I don't want to die."
Feeling his sad shivers, Sawyer moved back to look at him.
"I would have not allowed the zombie to lay a finger on you."
"Really?"
Sawyer nodded and shouted, "Yes!"
Alex who was crying finally noticed Jamie in the back.
