"Mothers are all slightly insane."
-J. D. Salinger
You step outside, you risk your life. You take a drink of water, you risk your life. And nowadays, you breathe and you risk your life. Every moment now, you don‘t have a choice. The only thing you can choose is what you’re risking it for.
The second we put a bullet in the head of one of those undead monsters — the moment one of us drove a hammer into one of their faces — or cut a head off. We became what we are! And that’s just it. THAT’s what it comes down to. You people don’t know what we are.
We’re surrounded by the DEAD. We’re among them — and when we finally give up we become them! We’re living on borrowed time here. Every minute of our life is a minute we steal from them! You see them out there. You KNOW that when we die — we become them. You think we hide behind walls to protect us from the walking dead?
Don’t you get it? We ARE the walking dead! WE are the walking dead.