A few moments later, a tall man with a beard and curly hair steps in front of you. "Hello, my name i-" you start to say, but he cuts you off. "Stay where you are" he tells you kind of rudely. "But I just wanted to meet some actual people!". "How many walkers have you killed?" he asks. "Walkers?" you say, you don't even know what this strange man is talking about. "Oohhhhh, you mean those zombie things?" you realized how dumb you just sounded. "Yeah, hurry up kid we have to return to the camp it is getting dark." "We?" you asked, did that mean he was going to take you to his camp? "Yes, my son and I just finished scouting the perimeter for walkers, or whatever you call 'em." "Your son?" you ask as you look around the corner. You see a tall, tennage boy with brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a gun. "Hi, my name is Jillian." you say, extremely excited that there was a super cute boy here who was your age. "Hey, I'm Carl." he says. "And that's Rick, my dad". "Well, we better be going." Rick says, obviously trying to get us two away from each other. "Dad! We can't just leave her here!" says Carl. "Can I please come with? I mean I am all alone, and I won't make much noise." "Alright, hurry up, we are late as it is" says Rick.
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You and the Group
FanfictionA story about you and the group in a zombie apocalypse...