RICK'S P.O.V
I stood up, facing Maggie.
"What do you mean?" I asked her, my face still tear stained.
"I need Beth...that's all... I just need to see her again."
"It's okay. We'll get to see them soon."
"But I thought you said they were dead?!" She exclaimed. "No hope. Right?" She asked.
"No...I'm not saying that..."
"Then, what are you saying?"
"I'm saying that I heard my son screaming, clearly. Who knows if he could be dead? You just never wanna hear a child screaming..."
DARYL'S P.O.V
I saw them. I screamed their names.
"PAIGE!"
You could see the group stop and turn around.
"RICK!" I yelled, but instead of running in delight towards us, they pulled out their guns.
I backed up with my hands in the air.
"HEY! ITS US!" I yelled.
The walked towards us, guns still loaded and aimed.
"Did you say Rick? As in, Rick Grimes?" The man in the front asked from a far.
"Y-yes..." I mumbled.
"Where are they?"
"I don't know... We lost them about a day or two ago..."
"So, he's still alive?"
"Most likely..."
The man slipped off a the hoodie he had over his head.
"We'll join you..." He said, reaching his hand towards me.
He introduced himself, "Morgan..."
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The Walking Dead: Secrets
أدب الهواةThis is a play I have been writing in school, but I am changing it into a book. It is based off of The Walking Dead, but my version. Still, some of the characters, and others are just added in. A zombie apocalypse occurred and now a group of people...
