A/N: There are gonna be two songs in this episode. There's one at the top, as you can see, but once it gets near the end, there's gonna be another. I'm gonna add a link and typing the link will bring you to a song on YouTube. Anyways, enjoy.
Merle's still sitting on the roof. He's given up trying to get out of the cuffs. Thunder rumbles in the distance. He's talking to himself.
Merle: That's right. You heard me, bitch. You got a problem? Bring it on if you're man enough! Or take it up the chain if you're a pussy... You heard me, ya...pussy-ass noncom bitch. You ain't deaf. Take it up the damn chain of command...or you can...kiss my lily-white ass.
He starts laughing.
Merle: That's right, that's what I said. You heard me. And then this idiot, he takes a swing, you know, and well...
He bursts out with hysterical laughter.
Merle: Oh, you should've seen the look on his FACE...when I punched out his front teeth.
He continues to laugh.
Merle: Yeah, five of 'em. POW! Pow! Just like that... Huh... Oh, my God. Sixteen-months...in the stockade--oh, that's what them teeth cost me.
His laugh starts to calm down.
Merle: That was... That was a hard time...but by God, it was worth every minute of it...just to see that prick...spit his teeth out on the ground.
He chuckles a little.
Merle: Yes, sir... Worth every minute... Mm.
He slowly looks up at the sky as wind starts to blow. He stares at the clouds for a few seconds. He slowly looks down at his right hand to see it still cuffed. It was at that moment that he knew he was screwed.
Merle: Oh, no.
He starts struggling again.
Merle: No, no! No, no! No, no!
He starts trying to push against the pipe with his feet. He starts kicking it.
Merle: God! God! No, no!
He grunts. As he stops trying to kick.
Merle: GOD! JESUS! No, no, merciful Christ! No, no. No, no. God, help me! GOD! He says, pulling and kicking with all his might. GOD! JESUS, PLEASE! JESUS, PLEASE!
He looks up at the sky.
Merle: HELP ME! Come on now...! Help me...
He almost starts crying, but he doesn't when walkers growl as they stick their arms through the crack in the door, revealing their determined expressions. They can't get out because of the chains.
Merle softly: No, no. Oh, no, no. Oh, my God. Shh, shh, shh.
He starts crying as he slowly brings himself to floor.
Merle: No, Jesus, Jesus.
He starts crying louder.
Merle: No, no, no, no, no, no! Please. I didn't behave, I know. I know I'm being punished. I know. I--... Oh, I deserve it, I deserve it--I've been bad!
The walkers continue to pound against the door.
Merle: Help me now, show me the way. Go on, tell me what to do. Tell me, tell me.
He cries again. He grunts in frustration when he gets nothing in return for his prayer. He slams his forehead against the floor.
Merle: God!
He does it again. He looks up with a growl as he looks for something to use. He sees Dale's hacksaw.
He rolls underneath the pipe with a grunt as he takes off his belt. He starts trying to hit the hacksaw with the belt so the buckle can get caught onto it for him to pull it back.
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The Walking Dead, CXMR Show and Game Crossover
HorrorA group of survivors, who seek safety for each other, must travel across the most dangerous world you could imagine: a world where the dead live again, to roam, rot, eat...kill. They're not the ones you should fear, however. It's the people you shou...
