( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

I was thinking, with Moriarty running around, we may want to recruit some help and by that I mean Barbara Gordon. She's already the eyes and ears of the city and with her cameras around town we may be able to get an idea on where he's hiding. Or it might be a big waste of time, but we've got to do something.

A giant Stay-Puff marshmallow man just walked past my window. Now I know that I've seen everything.

[There's glass breaking and a low groaning sound that is somehow both human and yet not, followed by a sharp intake of breath. Sophia sounds downright terrified.]

No. No, no, no, no, no!

[Some shuffling starts out close to the PDA then grows further away, as does Sophia's voice.]

Walkers. There's walkers. NO! STOP! LEGGO! [a shriek rings out then the slam of a door, followed by an ear-piercing scream]

DARRYL! HELP! SOMEBODY! PLEASE! [the muffled sound of crying is drowned out by low, not-quite-human groaning]

[A woman's voice with a Swedish accent can be heard as she wakes up in a strange room and a man she has never seen before.]

Who are you? Why did you bring me here? You come any closer to me you will wish you hadn't!

I can see the irony in all of this, although I doubt that any of this will make me any more religious. It's definitely proved the existence of God, but it's not going to exactly get me regularly praying any time soon. Sorry.

Lori? Carl? Are the two of you doing alright through all of this? Anytime you need anything or need to see me, just let me know. I know that a few people here are setting up check points of sorts for groups to meet up, so let me know any time. Jade's a nice enough person, so I'm sure something can be worked out.

Dear Morgan Freeman,

Okay, you're almost forgiven.

Considering putting hearts again,
Parker

P.S. I need more forks. Lots of forks. And various other pointy objects that no judge in his right mind would actually consider a weapon. If you want to be completely forgiven, how about helping a girl out, huh?

P.P.S. Damon? YOU ROCK! ♥ (See what I did there, Morgan Freeman? That could be a message for you if you play your cards right! Seriously. FORKS!)

Everybody really needs to calm down. Way I see it, this ain't no different than other stuff this place has done before and, just like all that other stuff, it'll pass too. Sure it's not so great right now but it's not like it'll last forever.

I guess I'm grateful that these things aren't Walkers, but that doesn't make them any less a nuisance. Sure puts a bit of a damper on the holidays too.

I feel like there should be some organized effort to get these things under control. Hunting parties come to mind.

I just cannot wrap my mind around what happened just now.

Just can't.

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What's going on? Where is everyone? What happened to the farm?

Where is my family?