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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We all stand there waiting with a bated breath, I could feel the tension in the air. The white light shuts off and we all begin moving towards the now open door, "Well, I'll be damned." I whisper under my breath as I look around and behind me to make sure nothing was going to follow us in.
I hear Shane tell Daryl to cover the back as we move further inside. "Hello? Hello?!" Rick shouts out to the empty room. We all look around, gauging the safety of the building. I wait for Daryl to move inside before I follow the rest of the group further in. We hear a gun cock, and look towards the sound; Daryl moves slightly in front of me despite the fact that I've got a gun pointed towards the man's head.
"Anybody infected?" The unknown man asks from where he stands, holding a gun towards Rick. The man is blonde and tall, he looks like he hasn't slept in days. I don't even think he could properly shoot that gun with the way he's holding that thing.
Rick faces the man, "One of our group was. He didn't make it." He says lowering his gun slightly. I hold my breath, I don't even want to think about Jim, his death still fresh in my mind and heart.
"Why are you here? What do you want?" The blonde man asks as he takes one step towards us. I decided then that if he was going to shoot us, he would have already done it. So, I lower my gun and try to get Daryl to lower his, but he shakes his head at me and moves in front of me. Gosh, I don't need protecting every minute of the day!
"A chance." Rick says breathing heavily. That's asking for a lot. Most people would have given anybody a chance before all this nonsense happened but now, people wouldn't even bat an eye if you were on your knees begging for a chance.
