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There's blood on the side of the mountain
There's writing all over the wall
Shadows of us are still dancin'
In every room and every hall
There's snow fallin' over the city
You thought that it would wash away
The bitter taste of my fury
And all the messes you made
Yeah, you think that you got away
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The group leaves the roof and goes all the way down to the bottom floor of the building. T-Dog stays on the roof with Merle, trying to get in contact with their people.
Down in the basement, there's an entrance to the sewer. Morales glances at Glenn who led them there. "This is it?"
He nods. "I really scoped this place out the other times I was here. It's the only thing in the building that goes down. But I've never gone down it. Who'd want to, right?" Everyone in the group looks at Glenn and his face drops.
"Oh. Great."
Andrea purses her lips. "We'll be right behind you."
"No you won't." He says.
Andrea scoffs.
"Look, until now I always came here by myself... In and out, grab a few things... No problem. The first time I bring a group... Everything goes to hell. No offense. If you want me to go down this gnarly hole, fine... But only if we do it my way. It's tight down there. If I run into something and have to get out quick, I don't want you all jammed up behind me getting me killed. I'll take one person..."
He looks at Rick. "Not you either. You have a gun. Andrea and Elaina also have guns. I'll feel better if y'all are up here covering our asses. Morales, you're with me. Jacqui stays here. Something happens, call down to us. Get us back up in a hurry."
Everyone agrees and splits up.
Andrea, Rick, and Elaina go towards the storefront where the walkers are banging against the glass. Andrea scouts out a necklace and talks softly to Rick. Mentions a sister named Amy.
Suddenly the first glass wall shatters, allowing the walkers to enter the corridor where another glass door sits. If that one breaks too, they're all toast.
Glenn and Morales appear by the stairwell.
"Anything?" Elaina asks hopefully.
"Not a way out." Glenn replies.
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Back on the roof, Elaina looks over the ledge. She gasps and turns around to face the confused group. "The construction site. Those trucks. They always keep keys on hand."
Rick raises his eyebrows.
"My dad was a construction worker. When I was little, he would take me to the sites, and I would ride in the big trucks." She says with a small smile.
Her father passed away a year ago. Cancer. She thought he would live another few years because it wasn't terminal, but she's glad that he isn't here to experience whatever the world is now.
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Sheriff's Lover ||| Rick Grimes
Fanfiction"Are you trying to get me drunk, officer?" "What if I am?" Thirty-two-year-old office worker, Elaina Heart was all alone on the streets of Atlanta when a man in a sheriff's uniform trots down the road on a horse. She decides to join him on his miss...
