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(season zero, episode one)
(00x01)
THE PUTRID STENCH OF BLOOD
permeated the darkness as Taylor Thompson scrambled down the congested highway. She weaved through the masses of individuals and vehicles along the once reasonably desolate road a few miles out from the outskirts of Atlanta.
Her Converse snagged on an unknown object, and she let out a startled yelp as her hands flew out to guard her face, bracing for impact.
She returned to Earth with a hard thud as her hands, forearms, knees, and legs smacked into the pavement, releasing a painful whimper as she lifted her throbbing head.
Glimpsing down, she inspected the damage, noticing bits and pieces of graphite and pebbles ensconced into her silky ivory skin. The diminutive gashes began to raise swarthy red blood. She assumed her legs were in similar condition.
Of course. Just her luck.
The young teen lamented as she hoisted herself from the pavement, attempting to recollect herself as she shouted into the chaotic dusk, "Merle!? Daryl!?"
To her dismay, she received no reply, "Lori!? Shane!?"
The result was identical. Taylor had no other alternative but to press forward.
Her heart practically leaped out of her chest, her skin flushing with goosebumps as a brawl broke out a few feet to her left. Two young men were taking swings at the other amid the night's chaos as fellow evacuees attempted to break it up, and Taylor took it as all the more reason to continue down the highway and resume her search.
Stifling a groan, she utilized an old BMW beside her to push herself back to her feet.
She froze, her eyebrows knitting in confusion as a low hum consumed her ears, and she turned her attention to the milky black sky.
Despite all the death, chaos, and blood in the muggy air, the stars twinkled brightly, unscathed and unharmed, up high in the sky. Their beauty was mesmerizing.
Slowly turning around, the once quiet hum rapidly grew to an eir-piercing roar of engines, and the young brunette watched in stunned shock as a cluster of black helicopters soared across the canvas of the sky.
The stiff trees began moving in the breeze, the dark green leaves encosed by night, rustling wildly in the wind as Taylor's hair blanketed behind her like a cape.
