Negan sends his troops out to get their acquisitions from Rick. Little does he know they have planned quite the surprise. I am on the inside of Negan’s camp tending to a little child. Daryl Dixon and Jesus are on the outside. We lure Negan to one of his warehouses, with Daryl on the roof making noises. Once we get Negan into the warehouse, Daryl drops some smoke bombs and all the exits are locked.
Then…..Jesus starts playing “Wake Me Up Before You Go Go” by Wham…over and over and over again. Negan yells…”Make it stop! I hate that song…make it stop!” And in between the smoke and music distractions, I grab the little child and start running, because the troops are coming in.
We weave our way through the smoke as a giant truck carrying troops with their gas masks and guns crashes through a wall. They are rooting out any left over Saviors that may be lurking around before they make their way to the being tortured by Wham version of Negan. Negan is now just a fraction of the man he once was, crying, begging to stop the constant playing of that song.
We make it outside to another truck, and yes, they have room for me and the little child. The troops have rounded up Negan and he is properly secured and they have saved him for Rick and Maggie. As we are loading up the truck, we see Rick and Maggie and crew come out of a cornfield with nothing but revenge in their eyes as they head toward Negan’s containment. Perhaps they will feed him dog food prior to seeking justice….. To be Continued…..
My daughter and I walk into a church…it is completely flooded with water. (Seems they are doing a mass baptismal.) Of course, being petrified of water myself, I will not venture inside. “I’ll drown!” I scream. Suddenly, it was like someone pulled a plug and all the water was gone.
The preacher was a woman and she was dressed in long white robes. She proceeded to lead the choir in a joyful rendition of “There’s a hole in the Bottom of the Sea” followed by “The 12 Days of Christmas”.
They then passed around a plate…not for the congregation to contribute, but to give each member something. I found $20.00 in my envelope, and kindly asked what that was for. The preacher answered “It seems the police department came into some extra money and gave it to the church, and I thought why not distribute it amongst our congregation?”
At that point, my daughter is feeling ill, so we must leave. She goes out first, while I gather up our belongings. I can’t find her, so I locate the stairs to go out, and instead of stairs, I have to climb down a ladder. I finally find her outside, and instead of being outside the church, we are outside my old high school, where there is a photographer sitting in his car with a camera. My daughter says “That guy took your picture out here years ago, and he stopped me and said he had to take my picture because I looked just like you.” Then, we walked down the street, got on the bus and went home.