Later that week Glenn discovered the problem.
He ran toward the farmhouse shouting.
"Rick!"
Everyone gathered quickly.
"What is it?" Rick asked.
Glenn pointed toward the well in the pasture.
"There's something inside."
They approached carefully.
When Rick looked down the well he grimaced.
A bloated walker floated in the water.
"Great."
Hershel sighed heavily.
Hershel Greene crossed his arms.
"That's our drinking water."
Shane grabbed a rope.
"We pull it out."
Ghost examined the well carefully.
"Careful."
Glenn nodded.
"Yeah that thing looks ready to explode."
They lowered a rope loop around the walker and slowly began pulling.
Everyone stepped back as the corpse reached the top.
For one second it looked like it might work.
Then the walker tore apart.
Rotten flesh collapsed back into the well.
Glenn gagged.
"Well…"
Shane groaned.
"Water's ruined."
Ghost spoke calmly.
"We'll find another source."
Rick nodded.
"We always do."