Tyreese knew the man before him was disgruntled, that was clear, but his tone had left him simply bewildered. Rick was a good man, with a good heart, but there were moments where it seemed unhinged, perhaps on the verge of being frenzy.
“No, man. I ain’t leaving.” Tyreese stood his ground when responding back to Rick.
Rick wasn’t about to get the both of them killed. He’d figure another way out as soon as he helped Tyreese escape. There was only so much Rick could handle, holding the metal door open for the man wouldn’t last long. He glanced around, knowing the horde of walkers that had trapped them would stumble in soon.
“I need you to go. I can get out some other way, but you need to go,” eyes darted to the other survivor, he was practically begging him.

If Tyreese didn’t go now, Rick wouldn’t make it out alive. It was important that the man took his leave, that he ran out...
Tyreese had given Rick an uneasy look, before looking over his shoulder. Seeing the back wall grow the the oncoming...