Have you ever had that reoccurring dream that you're being chased by the dead?
Well for Alex it's a terrifying reality.
It started suddenly, spread rapidly and if you were lucky you knew how to escape it.
Shoot the head and don't get bit!
The apo...
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After the horrible events of last night, we set out to the painstaking task of collecting bodies, sorting them into piles; one for geeks and another for our own people; and burning them. Andrea was still sitting with her sister's body, it seemed as if she was in a trance, I couldn't blame her, I knew what it felt like to lose a sibling. I see Lori walk up to her; it seems that Lori is trying to get her to let us take her, but she was ignored.
Rick made his way over to us, "She still won't move?" Dale shook his head looking at Andrea. I look at her as well, "She won't even talk to us. She's been there all night." I say worried for her mental health. Staying with your loved one's body is not a good thing to do when you grieve.
"What do we do?" I hear Lori ask form her seat, even I knew it was going to be hard to pull her away from her sister, a sibling's love runs further than just their blood and genes, it doesn't matter what you did to each other or how you did it when the world ends the first person, your mind would go to is your sibling. Mine did, despite the fact that he wasn't even alive when the apocalypse hit.
"Can't just leave Amy like that. We need to deal with it, same as the others." Shane says from his seat next to where Rick was standing. I agreed, this was something that needed to be dealt with. Rick nodded, "I'll tell her how it is."
I stop Rick before he could make his way over there, "Just be gentle." I say empathising with her. He nods at me before going to Andrea. Before he can even get a word out Andrea has a gun pointed to his head, he backs away from her with the gun still pointed at him, I wanted to do something, but I knew she needed time.
Daryl walks over to us with a pickaxe across his shoulder, he looks over to Andrea and then looks back at us. He shakes his head clearly frustrated, "Y'all can't be serious. Let that girl hamstring us? The dead girl's a time bomb." He was right, but I still thought that she deserved a few more moments with her sister.
"What do you suggest?" Rick asks looking at Daryl.
"Take the shot. Clean, in the brain from here. Hell, I can hit a turkey between the eyes from this distance." I shake my head; Daryl and I could agree on a lot of things, but this was not one I was not going to disturb her grieving just to shoot Amy in the head.
