Last night's dream showed me that Shane did in fact intend to kill Rick, Rick killed him though. And then the bastard turned, without getting bit, same as the kid with the broken neck. Guess the gunshots attracted walkers, and the farm got over run. We all ended up scattered. We lost Jimmy and Patricia, but the rest of us met up at the highway where we'd left supplies for Sofia before we knew she was lost. Found a place to hole up for the night, but wasn't nobody gonna relax enough to sleep out in the open, after all that.
No idea what the future holds, but least we found our way back to each other. Our group is broken, sure, but we're together. Maybe we still got a shot.