001, one shot, one bulletDURING THE OUTBREAK
AMARA DROVE DOWN THE QUIET ROAD, HER GRIP ON THE STEERING WHEEL TIGHT BUT HER MIND AT EASE. The city seemed to pulsate with energy. The sun beat down relentlessly, casting a bright glow that intensified the tension in the air. The streets were packed with cars, their horns blaring impatiently, creating a symphony of honks that echoed through the concrete canyons.
The buildings towered above, casting long shadows that seemed to stretch towards Amara's police car. The cityscape was a maze of glass and steel, reflecting the sunlight and giving the surroundings a surreal shimmer. Pedestrians hurried along the sidewalks, their faces etched with worry and anticipation, their footsteps echoing on the pavement.
Inside the car, the atmosphere was heavy with unease. Amara could feel the weight of the fellow prisoner's presence in the backseat, the air thick with the knowledge of their impending destination. The occasional glance in the rearview mirror revealed a pair of eyes filled with a mix of fear and resignation.
Despite the chaos and tension, Amara remained focused, her grip on the steering wheel steady. She navigated through the crowded streets, each turn bringing them closer to the police station. The sounds of the city, the honking horns, the distant sirens, all merged into a cacophony that seemed to mirror the turmoil within Amara's mind.
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𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗞𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗗, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 (𝟭)
FanficIn a world ravaged by the dead, a new chapter unfolds in the gripping tale of survival. A twist of fate brings Rick and his group face to face with an unexpected challenge. The prison they stumble upon is not an abandoned fortress waiting to be clai...