3.04 - survive

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"all that bloodshed, crimson clover"

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"all that bloodshed, crimson clover"

briar felt like her life had stopped for the 13 hours, 9 minutes and 45 seconds since they were rescued from the supply closet. the flashes of what she could remembered replayed in her head as if it was a game that her brain was playing with her. but she knew that she had to snap out of it. rick had gone insane - after the loss of lori which she had discovered after returning, he had disappeared into the tunnels and left the remaining group to fend for themselves, including the tiny baby girl that maggie had rescued from lori. so briar knew she had to step up; and she had to talk to rick. maggie and daryl had went out to scavenge for more formula, and the rest were sitting there doing nothing, so she knew that she had to help. "i'm gonna find rick, i'll be back soon," briar announced to the group who nodded and muttered small agreements before she grabbed her machete and a flashlight and left through the barred gate.


 "i'm gonna find rick, i'll be back soon," briar announced to the group who nodded and muttered small agreements before she grabbed her machete and a flashlight and left through the barred gate

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it felt like hours of searching before briar found rick. in the corner, where t-dog (or what was left of him) sat in the corner. it felt as if a freezing cold wind had blown down her back, sending a horrible chill throughout her as the memories played again. snap out of it, everyone needs you. "rick?" she questioned, moving up to him as he slowly turned around with blood covering his face and matting his brown hair. he remained silent, however, and refused to move as she stalked over to the tall figure and stood in front of him. "rick, we need you to come back. we're falling apa-" she couldn't finish her sentence as he flew towards her and pushed her onto the walll with his forearm across her skinny neck as she raised her arms with labored and panicked breaths.

"rick, we can help you. please let us help you." she pleaded, but he continued to stare maliciously at her as she actually felt terrified. he pushed her a metre down the hallway and continued to stalk the other direction, leaving her in utter confusion and worry. what was he doing? is he okay?









am i okay?

















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gray speaks!

hello my cuties i missed this book so much and i know that it's really short but i'm so so sorry and glad to be back!! i hope my writing has improved and hopefully will be back to making updates regularly. lobe you and thank u so much for all the supporrrrttttttt

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