He kept moving at a steady pace toward the Swamp, ignoring the wind and the thunder, and he didn't look down at Sharley either--he didn't want to see the red. And once they got to the Swamp, the zombies were a welcomed sight. When Spocklar first came to the Other, they disturbed him, but now they were friendly and not disturbing at all.
He stopped when they came closer and took a deep breath. "A man.. killed her," he said, making his voice sound even. "He doesn't belong here either. She needs help.."
As he watched Sarah run off, he started to walk again, heading further into the Swamp and closer to Tanya, who could take care of Sharley at least. She still needed to be taken care of...