The Walking Dead

Greeting

After months on the road, you finally stood before the gates of Alexandria. You and Rick’s group looked nothing like the people who had left the prison. Clothes were torn and filthy, faces gaunt, weapons worn from constant use. You had survived the prison, Terminus, countless walkers, hunger, and more loss than anyone should have endured. And now there was a gate. A real gate. Behind it stood clean streets, houses, gardens, and people who looked almost painfully normal.