"No, it's not the castle. It's stuff from home, and stuff coming here." No one had seen walkers here, and while Clem was relieved, she was also paranoid. An off breath, or a limping gait--it was all enough to get her heart pounding. The nightmares were worse. Sometimes they were more like memories. Getting grabbed in the pharmacy, the bandits attacking the motel, people dying, people getting killed or bitten or just...
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"No, it's not the castle. It's stuff from home, and stuff coming here." No one had seen walkers here, and while Clem was relieved, she was also paranoid. An off breath, or a limping gait--it was all enough to get her heart pounding. The nightmares were worse. Sometimes they were more like memories. Getting grabbed in the pharmacy, the bandits attacking the motel, people dying, people getting killed or bitten or just...
It was terrible.
"Do you have nightmares?"