Let's Beet This World, Together.

2- No Turning Back

The man ran over to me with a huge hunting rifle, and pointed it at my head. "No turning back now", I thought. "What's your name?" Said the
Man with a bit of anger in his voice. "Callie, Callie Esterguard" I said with fear. "How many walkers have you killed?" "About 100 sir." "How many people have you killed?" "One." "Why?" "Because she didn't want to turn into one of those things." I said with tears in my eyes.

"Why are you here?" He said with his tone softening. " I've been out for months, trying to find food and shelter." The boy ran over with another man with a crossbow. "Holy crap!" I thought when I saw his weapon. Before this all happened, I was in the final little league of archery, and my favorite bow to shoot was a crossbow. "Please take me in. I'm desperately tired and thirsty."

The man thought for a second and told me to walk to the front gate, while taking the rifle down from my head. He and the boy both toke a rope and pulled it down, therefore opening the gate. I slowly walked in, feeling safer than I had been for months. "Wow." I thought. It must have taken them forever to clear this out."

"What weapons are on you?" Said the man with the crossbow. I took out the dull kitchen knife that had been helping me survive for the past 8 months. "Is that all?" He said. Yes, I swear. He patted me down anyway and looked through my backpack before giving it back to me a minute or two later.

He led me into a building that was called "block C" and took me to a cell that already looked super boyish. "You'll be sharing with Carl. He's the boy you've been checking out." He laughed at his own terrible joke and left the cell to give me some privacy. I sighed and set my stuff on the top bunk because the bottom was already taken by "Carl".

"Hey, I'm Carl." The boy said with a smirk.