The Walking Dead: World Beyond

I've been thinking about Silas, what we can do with him.

Tell me your name.Silas. What's yours?

Dennis.

Jennifer Mallick is my daughter. She's just returned home.

Lyla said she gave you a tour. What'd you think?

Hope: I thought there'd be a lot more guard towers

and attack dogs.

You saw me as someone worth saving.

That's why I came back.Hello?

How the hell did you find me?

Hello, Felix?

Elton? Is that you?

I found Percy. He's hurt.

She's the one that shot me.

Man: Let's begin.

We can still find him.

Huh?

I-I don't think losing Silas' stuff

was any kind of omen or anything.

Who said it was an omen?

I mean, we either ditched the bag,

or we were empty chow.

If anything, it worked out because we found Teresa,

like, out of the blue.

Teresa?

She seems like a Teresa.

Yeah.

Somebody else's loss is our Teresa.

Point is, we're, uh -- we're gaining ground now,

so we can catch up to the others provided we --

Provided what?

That we find 'em alive or we find 'em at all?

Look, I'm just saying,

after what Huck did, odds aren't good.

That's all.

Teresa or no Teresa.

Hey, hold on.

Whoa.

When was the last time we ate?

Huck: This place?

It's safe.

Hope: So we just have to go along with it?

I don't know.

Dennis: It was your mom's idea, wasn't it?

To send you off and not tell me.

After what you did,

what I did to try and fix it...

it's what I had to do to get past it.

It or me?

Dennis, people got hurt.

There had to be consequences.

You think I haven't been paying for what happened?

Getting pulled from active duty,

working decontamination...

It's not for me to decide. It is.

'Cause it's not my job I'm trying to get back.

So, uh...

a lot's changed around here.

A lot's changed with you.

Hell of a souvenir you brought back.

Occupational hazard.

How's the outpost been?

Good crew?

They're shaping up.

Got sent this new one.

Big guy, quiet.

Heard they picked him up out on a resource run.

Well, he's in good hands.

Listen, I'm coming back later to drop off an M998.

Maybe we can have dinner?

Just think about it?

Yeah, I'll think about it.

Percy: Hey, no sign of guns.

Weapons look homemade.

Metal sheets are a question mark,

but I only see two sets of tracks.

Means they're alone.

And that Dakota fire pit

means they camped here overnight.

Which means they're pretty far from home.

Well, how do you know they havea home?

Those turnips, they're all the same size and shape.

Harvested.

Mm.

Conning these two out of all their food should be cake.

What? Wait, wait, whoa, whoa.

What? What? Why? We don't need to do that.

They have what we need.

But we don't need alltheir food.

We're looking for people that could be anywhere.

We need all we can get.

We should just ask them what they can spare, alright?

They seem like good people.

So did Huck.

Turned out she was only good at shooting people.

Look, I've been out here a long time.

World does shit to people.

Even the good ones.

Hey, not always.

Not us.

Okay? Wait here.

Hi. Uh, hey, there.

I mean no harm.

Uh...

I come in peace.Don't move.

Keep your hands high.

You alone?

I-I have a traveling companion.

Percy. He's a good guy.

He, uh, hung back.

He's clean.

I'll find the friend.

What're you doing out here?

I was, uh, looking for my compatriots.

They were headed east looking for their father

but instead might've found trouble.

So you and your friend gonna save 'em all by yourselves?

Uh, if we find them.

We've been traveling for a while now,

and we just came across your camp.

I know avoiding people out here is usually the smart move,

but, um, it's been days since we've eaten.

And, uh, I know this is a bad idea,

my brain and my friend both reject it,

but, uh, looks like my stomach's calling the shots,

and my heart may be in line with my stomach, so --

What the hell are you talking about?

Y-You look like good people.

Or... you feel like good people.

Couldn't find anyone else.

Huh. Well, I mean, he was out there.

So what do you want?Says he just wants food.

If it's not a bother.

Knock yourself out.

I'm Asha.

This is my brother, Dev.

So, you got a name?My name is, uh...

Percy. Per-- uh --

Percy? But you said --

No, sorry. I meant, uh...

Uh, shoot.

Hey!

Drop it!Whoa, hey, hey!

Okay, okay. Sorry, sorry.

This is, uh -- just a big --

So, what, you're a couple con men?

What? W-What is she talking about, con men?

Uh, no.

Technically, he is -- uh, was -- he was, um...

No, we're not here -- he wasn't trying --

He was trying -- I'm sorry!

Holy shit! They were turnips!

Staff Sergeant Mallick.

The Board has reviewed your two-year covert op

inside Omaha and its Campus Colony.

Despite some skepticism regarding the means

by which you chose to deliver the asset,

you did so successfully and with minimal expenditure.

Most notably, your work in Omaha,

some of which has been redacted in our report,

has earned you full clemency and a letter of commendation

from Major General Beale himself.

You furthered the priorities of the CRM.

Congratulations, Staff Sergeant.

You're cleared to resume active duty here at the complex.