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The mood in the settlement was tense. Olivia hadn’t been there long enough to really know the ins and outs of the place, she’d been there hardly over a week. Even so, she could feel the anxiety hanging in the air. 

The place was barely what she’d call a settlement. A few cleared-out buildings, a fence that she wouldn’t trust against a really determined horde, and a man who fancied himself a leader of men, but struck her as a school bully who’d gotten a little power. Still, when she’d found them she’d been desperate and alone. The little stronghold had seemed almost too good to be true at first. Now she wasn’t so sure.

She’d heard the rumors since she’d gotten there, that some group calling themselves the Saviors demanded tribute. It sounded like a protection racket to her, but they had guns and men. Whatever she could fault Timothy with, complying with the Saviors wasn’t it. Unfortunately, the group had been short with their supplies.

Timothy claimed it wasn’t a big deal, but the rest of the community seemed scared. She couldn’t seem to get details out of anyone, but the consensus was that everyone thought the Saviors leader was coming to the settlement, and no one wanted to be anywhere near Tim when that happened. 

The entirety of the day felt like something was coming. As though the pressure in the air threatened a storm. It was almost a relief when she heard the roar of engines beyond the fences. No one seemed to know quite what to do, withdrawing into the houses, peeking out the windows. Tim, being himself, seemed confident, strolling right toward the gate as though he was going to shoo off the group like unruly children. 

She knew it was dangerous, but she stayed outside, at a distance. Part of her wanted to catch a glimpse of the man everyone was afraid of. 

Sarah was walking through the compound, feeling lightheaded. She hadn’t been there long - just a few weeks... 

She hadn’t felt well since she’d been there, but she didn’t know anybody to ask for help.

In the time she’d been there, Sarah had kept to herself, which she thought was wise. She had heard rumors of the leader - the true Negan - and was terrified of them. She had heard what he’d done to other camps.

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She’d made a stupid mistake, and now she supposed she was paying for it. She’d only meant to scout out the settlement. She’d meant to keep from being seen, not get too close until she’d figured out what the climate was. Too often people saw a woman alone as an opportunity. But the storehouse was just too tempting. The last couple weeks on her own had found food and water in short supply. Chancing trying to sneak in had been a very poor idea.

She’d barely cleared the door when someone grabbed her from behind. The struggle had been embarrassingly brief, but she’d got her teeth in one of the guys at least, and held on until his companion managed to drag her off.

That she’d hurt one of them was little enough comfort as they dragged her off to one of the buildings, wrists bound, and stripped of her weapons. The man she’d bitten seemed plenty pissed about it, and was rougher than strictly necessary as they arrived. She only got a glimpse of the man there before she was shoved to her knees.

“Sir, I don’t know where she came from, but we found this one trying to sneak into one of the storehouses. Bit the shit out of me when we caught her.” He pulled back his sleeve to display the purpling circle of tooth marks on his arm.

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