Francis accepted the knife he was handed and carried on with the others Peter in his arms "It'll be alright Pete" he said looking down at his son "We just gotta keep it together". As he walked with this 'group' he wondered would everything be alright or was this God's way of punishing them. Whatever it was He just wanted it to return to normal. "Guys there's more of those things" he pointed at the zombies holding his son in the other "There must be twenty or so" he handed the baby to Lydia as he pulled out his gun "What's the plan?"