A shiver runs down my spine at his words. I don't turn around as I keep my hand on the railing, one foot poised on the first step.
“Is that so?" I ask.
But he doesn't get a chance to respond because we hear a loud, piercing scream from outside. I turn around and swiftly follow Rick out the door. Whether I'm wanted or not, I want to know what's going on.
When I step outside I see a large crowd gathered and Rick walks purposefully towards it. Carl walks up to stand next to me with a heartbroken expression.
“What happened?" I ask.
“One of our pups just fell down suddenly. He's not breathing and they can't figure out why," Carl replies sadly. I run towards the crowd and Rick is standing over a boy of no more than five years old. He is giving him mouth to mouth and trying to revive him
