The voices of the dignity, the milestones of ruin and blood around it clearly draw the true image of the world .. It announces to him that these are not the danger, as the real danger is something else .. Something closer to him than one day when he started all this nightmare. The danger is not, and evil is coming from these dead .. Those corpses that are not reasonable, understand, nor are they except to satisfy their main nature ... food. But the ruin that surrounds everything and all the screams, blood and bullets that respect his ear while he is stepping away, confirming the truth to him. The real danger and evil stems from him and who are the same .. These are the real dead. They are the walkers.