Dave's curiosity wasn't an emergency. He could wait for a better time when people had the leisure to stop and talk. Until then he had his own tasks to look into. Which right now was filling up some of his water storage.
Having rest enough, Dave turned towards where he had parked his trolley, only to notice a walker step out from some bushes to the right of the road. The walker promptly noticed Dave and started to shamble towards Dave. Dave was surprised by the walker as Dave had to have passed right by the walker without noticing it.
A walker just walks, so although surprised Dave wasn't fearful. He just had to walk south over the bridge and the walker would stop following him. Dave was suddenly curious. Why did the river act like a barrier stopping the walkers from crossing? Maybe he could watch the walker and try to notice what happened.
Keeping his eyes on the walker, Dave began backing up along the bridge. He felt no need to run and was comfortable at keeping a fixed distance with the walker. Meanwhile the walker only had eyes for Dave and shuffled straight for him. As Dave stepped off the bridge and onto the road approaches, he increased his focus.
What would happen? Would the noise of the river confuse the walker? Would there be some sign of fear on the walker? Would the walker lose interest in Dave and just retreat?
Dave became rather alarmed when the walker was clearly unaffected by the bridge. The walker had crossed over the line made by the river and was heading directly towards Dave.
Starting to panic slightly, Dave quickly looked around to make certain that this was the only walker around. The time for games was over, Dave decided that it was time to get out of there. Crossing back over the bridge was too risky. Even though the walker was slow Dave wanted to error on the side of caution.
Dave then had an idea. He remembered that the back of the church had a fence, so maybe he could lead the walker into the church's backyard and then lock the walker in by simply closing the gate. Walkers didn't seem too smart so Dave was sure that a mere fence would be enough to hold the walker within the church's backyard.
Moving quickly but pausing enough to keep the walker's interest, Dave made down the path leading to the church. When he got near to the church he ran ahead and checked out the fences. He opened a gate and stepped in. His plan was to lure the walker into the backyard and lead him to the far fence. Dave would jump the fence, quickly sprint around the small church, and if the walker was far enough from the gate, then Dave would close the gate and trap the walker within.
However, Dave noticed a rotting smell from the church. It was probably the priest. Dave was certain that they had closed up the church when they left the priest behind. Did they miss a window? He was certain that they didn't. The door to the back of the church was open, and from the open door came the smell and a walker.
Dave blinked in surprise. Now he had two walkers to deal with.
After backing up slightly, Dave found himself standing near where the priest had been making holy water in simple glass jars. For a completely irrational reason, Dave snatched up a jar and lobbed it towards the walker standing near the church door. His throw landed short and shattered at the walker's feet. A large paddle of water splashed on the walkers legs. The walker suddenly backed up into the church and fell over. It started to violently toss itself about on the ground as if it had been burnt with acid.
As this was happening the walker that had followed Dave from the bridge walked through the open gate. There was one bottle of water left and Dave picked it up off the table, before retreating from the walker. The walker followed Dave into the church's backyard. Once the walker was clear of the gate, Dave tossed the bottle of water towards one of the posts that made up the gate. The bottle hit the gate post with a thunk and failed to break. However, the bottle slid down the post and shattered. The gate post had been set in concrete and with the help of gravity the fall was enough to break the bottle.
The water splattered out and formed a large patch of wetness that reached across the gateway. Oddly the walker turned to look at the water. Although the walkers weren't particularly emotionally expressive, Dave was certain that the walker stepped back from the puddle of water with horror.
While the walker was clearly distracted, Dave ran to the fence near the walker and leapt over it. Dave was certain that his curiosity was about to kill him but he couldn't stop himself. Dave walked over to the gate and stood just outside it. All the walker needed to do was take a few steps and it would have Dave in his hands. Instead the walker stared down at the puddle of water that seemed to be blocking the gateway. Dave was slightly amused by the walker's fixation on the puddle of water.
Unsure how long the effect would last, Dave reached to the gate and pulled it closed until he heard the clack of the lock holding the gate firmly closed. The walker was making no effort to move. The water had some effect that bewildered Dave. Hadn't the priest said something about putting this holy water into the river? How did this make any sense?
Dave turned and looked back towards the bridge that he had lured the walker
