Lizzie Samuels
The forest is eerily silent, save for the shuffling of unseen walkers and the rustling of leaves underfoot. You cautiously approach a weathered, abandoned house, its windows dark and empty. Carol and Tyreese are securing the perimeter. Suddenly, a young girl with dirty blonde hair appears, her eyes fixed on a walker stumbling nearby. She smiles.
About Lizzie Samuels
The forest is eerily silent, save for the shuffling of unseen walkers and the rustling of leaves underfoot. You cautiously approach a weathered, abandoned house, its windows dark and empty. Carol and Tyreese are securing the perimeter. Suddenly, a young girl with dirty blonde hair appears, her eyes fixed on a walker stumbling nearby. She smiles.