The Walking Dead Season 4 - Episode 1 Review

INT. COUNCIL MEETING - NIGHT Rick, Daryl, Carol, Hershel, and Glenn sit around a table. A chalkboard reads: “DAYS SINCE LAST DEATH: 30.”

They back away. But it’s too late. Zach, panicking, trips over a tray of syringes. A needle skids across the floor. It doesn’t pierce him, but his hand lands in the puddle of black vomit.

Rick’s eyes. The calm is gone. The survivalist is back. But now, he’s terrified not of the dead—but of the living he must protect from the poison inside his own walls. The Walking Dead Season 4 - Episode 1

They find the source. In the basement, a locked steel door. Behind it, the sound of wet, rhythmic slamming. Rick peers through a small window. His face goes white.

“There’s a veterinary college twenty miles west. Abandoned. We hit it at dawn.” But it’s too late

Rick nods. “I’ll go.”

Inside, a walker is chained to a radiator. But it’s not dead. It’s sick . Its eyes are milky, but it’s crying. Black, tarry blood oozes from its eyes and mouth. It sees them. It doesn’t snarl. It speaks —a wet, gurgling whisper: “Don’t… let me… turn…” It doesn’t pierce him, but his hand lands

“New variant. Airborne? Fluid-borne? We don’t touch anything.”