net.

That was a nice shuteye any guy could have,but just one thing where I’m and where are my kids?

How exhauste Someone want to explain how I got here? I sure as hell don't remember falling asleep in Vegas.

Rick? Carl? Anyone out there?

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I'm cooking up a nice big pot of chicken soup, should be done by noon or so. Y'all can help yourselves to it, and I figure I wouldn't mind cooking up a few extra meals as well. Figure I can put my cooking skills to good use. If anyone's got any special requests or allergies, you let me know.

Really starting to get creeped out by the staff not talking. Why would that even be a thing...

Trying to get used to it here, but as Thanksgiving gets closer, I'm missing my family more and more.

I have to admit, I'm kind of surprised to still be here. Guess it really could be long term now.

She's gone. Maybe she was never here.

Dad? Are you here? Sophia?

Or am I losing my mind?

Can't believe I'm doing this. I must be delirious. Hallucinating. Something.

Is this some kind of hell?

Well, considering everything, I can't say that randomly appearing Vegas is the worst thing that's ever happened to me.

Or the worst place I've ever shown up in.

Shit. This ain't good. You feelin okay?

Rick Grimes? If you're reading this I'd like to talk to you.

Anybody got any theories they want to share?

Am I really hearing life out there? Hello?

Mom? Maggie? How is this possible?


Hello!?

My dad is going to shoot someone.

What the hell?! This...isn't the prison, unless the prison suddenly got a lot nicer than before.

Dad? Uncle D? Carl?

...Anyone?