Autumn was passed out flat on his back completely bare-chested. He woke up to the sound of someone talking, shaking his shoulder. "Chloe leave me alone. Just five more minutes and I promise I'll play with you." Blearily he opened his eyes and saw that it was Luke. "Oh shit, I was still dreaming. Thanks for waking me up." It took him a good minute to fully compute what Luke was talking about, "I'm sorry too man. Let's just... start with a clean sheet, alright?" 

Pushing himself up he looked around for his bag and clothes when he heard a yell come from Marshall. "Walkers!" Snatching up his spear, Autumn turned to stab the nearest one when he heard a smashing sound and they began to break through the door. Slowly moving back Autumn looked around him and saw Luke and Ash make their way out the side door. Turning towards Sophie and Katelyn he shouted at them, "Come on quickly. They're going to get through that door quickly!" Before he had even finished his words the door busted open and the walkers poured through.

Autumn moved up to the closest one and thrust out with his spear using both hands for extra power. The tip of the knife burst through the front of it's chest and clean through the back of it. But the things didn't die, moaning it attempted to come closer to him and bite his hands. In it's attempts it pushed itself farther and farther down the shaft of the spear, more of its guts and dirty blood splattering out the back. Rearing back Autumn kicked the walker in the chest powerful enough to shove it off the end of the spear and onto the ground. He moved in close and holding the spear close to the edge, shoved it in the walker's eye. Blood splattered out spraying across his bare chest.

Straightening up he saw a walker moving in on Katelyn and Sophie. He tried to move to take it out, but before he could get close enough to stab it something on the ground grabbed his ankle. The spear landed on the ground with a clatter and he flipped over to see a dead woman trying to bite him. Kicking with his bare foot he forced her back enough to grab something nearby. A small wrench, Using it he quickly shattered the walkers head and reached out for his spear still thinking about Katelyn and Sophie. The spear was slippery with blood from the walker he had stabbed before and he couldn't get a good grip on it. Helplessly he watched as the walker got close and closer to Katelyn and Sophie.