Apocalypse Now

Chapter 23: Magnet

I liked how this chapter turned out, there's alot to this chapter so hope you guys enjoy!!!!

Bang! Bang!

Two shots sounded, going off right beside my ear, effectively stunning me, throwing off my equilibrium, my hearing and my vision. I couldn't feel any pain, so I was pretty sure I hadn't been hit, unless all the adrenaline was blocking the pain for now. The grip on my throat tightened for a few seconds before his hand fell limp around my throat. I gasped against the gag. All I could hear was a loud constant ringing in my ears. As I tried to open my eyes, I had to shut them immediately, my vision too blurry, I could only make out fuzzy shapes, nothing definitive. Everything around me was spinning slightly, this felt worse than a hangover. I felt the dead weight of what I assumed was Craig under me. He was still underneath me, his hand still resting on my neck. I groaned, the noise sounding weird in my head, the gag still muffling my voice and breathing, the ties were digging into my skin as they were still trapped under my body and being pushed uncomfortably into the concrete.

I felt hands on my arm and shoulders, a hand on my cheek, the gag being untied and taken out of my mouth. Someone wiping the blood away from my mouth.

“Daryl?...Rick?” I groaned, my voice distant. I hoped it was them. I still wasn't completely sure it was them, they were still blobs in my vision. But I was sure that if it was anyone from Craig or Dan's group, they wouldn't have been so gentle.

Muffled voices talked around me, the ringing in my ears still too loud to focus on the conversation. It was frustrating.

“mm fine” I muttered, my voice sounding distorted in my head, hoping I could let them know that I was ok, as I couldn't understand if there were questions being directed at me or not.

“Gun...ears...can't focus” I mumbled. My voice becoming clearer in my head. That's a good sign.

The voices around me were still muffled. I felt them pull me up so I was sitting, the binds being cut around my wrists. I clenched my fists as I bought them in front of me, rubbing at my wrists.

Everything was still spinning. I became slightly aware when they started to pull me to my feet. I was very unsteady, arms on either side of me holding me in place, my arms were slung around two sets of shoulders, holding me upright. I tried to open my eyes again, it didn't hurt as much as it did last time, but everything was still unsteady. I could make out T-dog in front of me as they started pulling me forward, my body starting to cooperate a little but my feet were still dragging a bit. I looked to my left to see Daryl there. All his anger from before gone as he glanced down at me.

“Get her to Hershel. We need to leave now” Rick said to my right. The voices now starting to become a little clearer. The ringing still present though.

We were now out in front of the store. I could make out walkers approaching in the distance. The gunshots must have attracted them.

I was placed in one of the vehicles, and soon enough we were speeding away. Hershel beside me, trying to get me to focus as he checked me over.

It took about ten minutes before the ringing had dulled down and my balance was feeling better. The world no longer seemed like it was drunk.

I groaned as I opened my eyes again.