Driving out of town, they pass the "Away With You" sign and Morgan at work beyond it, prepping new bodies for the pyre. I don't know how he got ahead of them, but if he can move this fast, no wonder he's been so productive.
On the road back to the prison, just past the mess they got stuck in earlier (Michonne wisely drives around on the other side this time), they pass a big, long, red splash on the shoulder of the road, with a large, inert pile of meat in the middle of it. Now they slow down, but only so Michonne can back up enough for Rick to reach out of the car door and snag the orange backpack. So they scored some extra supplies without having to add another mouth to feed? Just when I thought their day couldn't get any better.
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