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Here's Me Thinking I'm Smart Now

My eyes stuck as I tried to open themselves, seeing the risen sun dulled through my eyelids. I eventually got them open, taking in the small room I slept in.

The banging on the door hadn't stopped and neither had my headache but I got up anyway. All I really wanted right now was a shower. My hair was a mess and there was blood and dirt all over me. Even a change of clothes would do. I stripped off my long sleeved shirt, seeing as it was ripped and torn and wasn't doing much anyway, leaving me in a once white tank top. My jeans were stained and the knees had holes in, but I didn't have any other options.

I tied my hair back, shrugged on Brandon Mills' oversized jacket and packed the bag, taking care of the walker before stepping out. The sun was weak and didn't provide any warmth, making me grateful. The brightness would've made my head pound harder, and I had done more sweating in the past two days than I had in pretty much my whole life. My stomach growled, telling me the rabbit yesterday was a poor excuse for a meal. I had a knife now, maybe hunting would be easier.

The woods were a welcome place for me, having spent a lot of time here. It reminded me of my family, of my contribution to the group. I started snapping sticks and arranging them when a walker crossed my path, snarling at me. No problem. I stood quickly, making my way over when my foot got caught in my own trap. Idiot. I pulled against it, but it wouldn't give. I wasn't quite sure if it was a compliment or an insult to my intelligence. I raised my leg one last time, making my free foot slip on the ground, sending me over. My sword lay underneath me and I twisted my body around, feeling it slice against my stomach. It only stung slightly, probably not very deep, but that wasn't my problem right now. The walker was practically on top of me now as I arched my back, grabbing the sword and cutting the wire, stabbing it up as the dead person hovered. I got it in the chest, dragging the blade up until it was chopped clean in half, guts and blood spraying everywhere. I squeezed my eyes shut as it showered over my face, hearing the thud on the ground. I got up from my horizontal position and checked myself. No bites, no scratches. I was right, the cut on my stomach was shallow but it still bled, tinting the already grimy top. I could smell the guts on my clothes and crouched over, vomiting despite my almost empty stomach. I guess I was still recovering from being sick. I coughed a few times, spitting into the leaves in an attempt to rid my mouth of the bad taste. I had nothing to set the trap now, the discarded string still wrapped around my ankle. I've done a lot of stupid things, but this is at the top of the list. I would've laughed if I wasn't so hungry. Staying in the woods was useless if I wasn't going to find any food, so I trailed back to the road, my feet dragging through the leaves.

I got out and stopped in confusion. This wasn't the way I came. Where I was expecting to find the post office, I instead saw train tracks, leading far into the distance both ways. I didn't know a lot about trains, but I assumed they passed through villages. It would make sense to follow them. I had no idea which way to go so I let my feet take me, my mind wandering. After all these years of having it securely by my side, I realised I would never see Sophia's doll again. The hours I spent in fields and meadows picking flowers, all lost. I promised Beth I would take care of that book for her and now it was probably on the burning pile of rubble along with everything else the prison held.

My feet stepped between the narrow planks of wood, disturbing the stillness of the stones. I tripped a few times in my weakened state, never quite going over. I saw a few bodies by the tracks, half eaten with their belongings strewn across the path. I checked them over and held back a gasp. I couldn't tell who the other people were, but I recognised instantly the two smaller ones. Luke and Molly, the kids from the prison. I couldn't even bring myself to cry. Sure, they were just kids, but I couldn't pretend I was surprised. I only wondered what happened to Lizzie and Mika. I searched through the forgotten items, most of it being useless aside from a dirty white T-shirt. It was still a lot cleaner than mine. I placed my bag on the ground, stripping off the jacket and tank top. Once it was off, I gazed at it in disgust, tossing it aside. First, I checked my stomach. The wound didn't even need stitches, it would heal fine on it's own. I just needed to find something to clean it with. My arm was a different matter. The bandage was soaked with blood, only a few spots still remaining white. I couldn't remove it, knowing it was the only bandage I had. I really needed to stitch that up. I pulled the T-shirt over my head, getting tangled with the use of one arm. I draped the jacket over my shoulders, gently threading my arms into the sleeves before gripping the straps of the bag. Time to move on.

I traipsed along the train tracks for 3 hours when it really should've taken me half that. I had to keep stopping to catch my breath, sometimes gagging as my empty stomach heaved. I wasn't sure what day it was anymore, my sleeping had been all over the place. All I knew was when it was night and when it was day, and right now it was right in the middle. The sun was setting and the sky burned a bright orange, making shadows across the ground. It was a beautiful night, but I couldn't stay here. I eventually came up on a few houses in the distance, only stopping when a few walkers stumbled onto the tracks. My slow movements couldn't get them all in one, especially not after today. I thought quickly, climbing up the ladder attached to the side of a big metal train car. Once I reached the top, I fell to my knees, catching my breath. I could hear the growls below me but they couldn't reach my ankles as they dangled over the edge. I was safe up here.

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Train car and houses? This sounds awfully familiar

Anyway Annabelle is an idiot :))))