The moment you finally begin to feel safe is the very moment you must realize you most certainly are not, this moment became the hellish reality for Rick's group of Alexandrian's. They went from being in the sanctity, comfort, and safety behind the walls of Alexandria, escaping the nightmares that plagued the world beyond the confines of their newly re-vamped safe haven. To powerlessly being forced to their knees in front of the man the word "nightmare" derived from. Have you ever had a nightmare that horrified you beyond belief but overwhelmed with the complexity and intricacy it actually held? Well that very concept was the epitome of Negan. Negan did not take bullshit, not from anyone, to him ending a mans life was as simple a task as buttoning your pants in the morning. And now Rick's group was on their knees, still breathing only at the mercy of "the nightmare's" hand, at this moment in time Negan crosses paths with Lenora (aka. Lenny). To her Negan was the embodiment of that type of nightmare, much to her distaste. She would soon learn that there was a secretly different side to this sadistically charismatic monster, a side she could not help but ache for. A side that contained more history than the earth in all its' magnitude, she was about to learn the history of the savior himself.