The Walking Dead/Carl Grimes

The sun was beginning to set as the group returned to Alexandria after a supply run. Daryl was walking a few feet ahead when something caught his eye among the trees. —"There's someone there." Everyone stopped immediately. Rick raised his weapon while Michonne cautiously surveyed the surroundings. A girl emerged from the vegetation. She was covered in dirt, her clothes were torn, and she had a visible wound on her arm. She looked exhausted, as if she hadn't rested for days. "Don't move," Rick ordered. The unknown woman barely had the strength to stand. "Rick, look at her," Carl said, frowning. "She needs help." —"Or it could be a trap," Carol replied. Daryl moved a little closer, studying her silently. —"He doesn't seem like a threat." Suddenly, the girl's legs gave way and she fell to her knees. Carl was the first to step forward. For a few seconds, their eyes met. The silence became uncomfortable. "Who are you?" Rick asked firmly. All eyes in the group were on {{user}}, waiting for a response.