Hannah, a twelve-year-old girl navigates through the outbreak between nightmarish flashbacks and reality, while trying to stay alive. Throughout her journey, she meets many people who soon become family, but the lingering fear of losing it all... ag...
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"Riley?" Hannah called out, her voice trembling as she stared at the crouched girl.
No response came from the girl as Hannah mustered up the courage to step forward, calling out once more for her best friend.
"Riley? Are you alright?" She asked, even though the answer seemed obvious.
Riley stood up from her crouched position, swaying slightly as she stared out the hospital room window, almost as if she was in some kind of trance.
"Hey we're going to get out of here, we just need to lay low for now-" Hannah called out, anxiety creeping onto her body as she reached out for the girl, hoping she still had more time, when Riley suddenly turned over, snarling at the girl before lunging forwards without warning.
Hannah struggled against the girl, who'd somehow become stronger than ever, despite barely being able to stand up a few minutes ago. But this was no longer that girl.
This wasn't Riley...not anymore.
Her once brown eyes that resembled John's had been replaced with gray ones, devoid of any life as the girl continued to lean forward, trying to bite at any part of Hannah's face that she could.
"Riley don't do this please," Hannah begged struggling against the girl's newfound strength as she looked around for anything to help, her eyes falling onto the discarded rifle Riley owned.
From that moment on everything became a blur to the girl, as soon as the end of the rifle connected with Riley's head, giving Hannah enough time to pick herself up before the infected girl she once called a friend, lunged forward, attacking her with no remorse.
Hannah struggled to keep her away, knocking over a tray of medical supplies in the process as she aimed the rifle towards her friend, a pained expression as she pulled the trigger and within seconds Riley was on the ground once more, twitching lightly every few seconds before stopping.
Hannah's heart raced as she stared down at what she'd done.
Riley was her best friend.
And now she was gone.
She sunk to the floor, a gasp escaping her lips as red poured out from Riley's head, her eyes closed as if she was peacefully sleeping; At least that's how Hannah wanted to imagine it...
Then suddenly, as if all that struggle was for nothing, Riley sprung back up, reaching out for the girl as Hannah grabbed onto the first thing she could find, plunging it into the infected girl's right eye as deep as she could. She hadn't meant for it to be so violent, but in that moment, fear had taken over.
But Hannah didn't stop as Riley fell backward.
A mixture of anger and fear took over as Hannah was no longer herself, plunging the scissors into the girl's body until nothing but red was left...
