- maggie's POV. -
(haven't done this before, let me know if it's good!)
they threw jackets over our heads and forced our heads to look at the floor. the muttered and whispered to each other.
couldn't make out what they were sayin'
"turn." the woman said
i think she said her name was paula or somethin' of that sort.
we walked for a little while longer before they roughly forced us into a car and put tape around our wrists.
"omega, omega, saviors down. go to gemma, code "fire." " paula said
"alpha channel is not clear. we follow the protocol."
"
more static,
"where the hell are you guys??" paula asked
"out west of the—- 15 mi—on—way."
"we're headed to the breaking point. switch to theta channel, same code. if im not there, toggle to alpha, listen in." paula replied despite the breaking up on the other side.
"copy that." the man said clearly.
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they took us out of the car, we walked for a few seconds and then i heard keys moving around and they unlocked a door.
"i hate this damn place. safe house. there ain't nothing safe about it."
"this place is gonna save our asses." paula replied
the door closed with a few squeaks, the jacket came off my head and i was met with a walker. i froze, but luckily paula killed it.
some of the blood got on my face, but other than that i was okay.
after the walker hit the floor paula stared at me, it's what y/n would call...a annoying bitch stare.
she was trying to be intimidating, but she was utterly failing.
"get on the ground. you there." paula said
i walked over where she'd told me to. there were just wires, a pole and a can of gasoline next to me.
"you, over there." she said to carol
the woman with the short black hair moved in and out of the room, she picked things up and took them somewhere else.
paula went over to carol and taped her hands together,
"you're wondering if there a way out of this. there isn't. not unless i say so." paula said staring carol down
if y/n was here, i think she might say this woman is a weak sauce shit talker who was easily fooled in believing she was equip for this world.
that's a maybe, i don't know what's going on in y/n's head, she looks like she always has something going on in there.
the black haired woman dragged out the walkers body, a trail of blood stained on the floor as the walker was dragged out.
paula taped my legs together,
"PAULA!! I NEED BACKUP!"
gunfire was heard not soon after the call for help.
paulas head turned in that direction and then she looked over at me.
she pulled out her knife and went to the door, "i want to kill you both right now. it's taking all i have not to, so go ahead, i dare you, try something. just see what happens."
she pushed a backpack on and closed the door, it was kinda slow, but after it was shut i looked over at carol.
i looked around, nothing that i could see would help me get this duck tape off my hands.
i turned my body and lifted my forearms. i placed them on this pole that was next to me and i lift my body upwards.
nothing was up there. i got back down on my knees and sat back down, i thought about ways to get this off, but they all had a sharp object needed.
i turned my body to the right and positioned my hand at the corner of his pillar behind me.
i scraped and scraped the duck tape on it. hoping that maybe, it would break and my hands would be free.
the scraping was kinda helping, i could see come of the duck tape wearing down. the gunfire stopped and i moved back to where i had been.
carol started hyperventilating, i made a face. i couldn't tell if she was making herself hyperventilating or if she was actually hyperventilating.
the door opened and the two woman came in, paula had a man's arm around her shoulder.
"when's the last time anyone checked this place?" paula asked
"it was fine a month ago."
"sweetie that was a month ago, shit hards quick. the guns have gone bye-bye, the foods gone bye-bye, and we got growlers up and down the halls."
"means people can get through, too. maybe we should get gone."a man said
i was trying to yell at carol through my month gag, maybe she was faking, but maybe she wasn't.
"carol!" i said muffled
"yeah? where the hell to?"
"nowhere. got dead in the halls? free security. those assholes get here before our people, the cold bloods will buy us some time." paula said
she was messing with some cloth, i assume the man was hurt. she noticed carol was breathing a little too loudly
"shut up." paula said
that didn't change the situation, carol was still hyperventilating.
"jesus, it's bleeding. it's not supposed to keep bleeding."
it's a injury dumbass, it's going to continue bleeding if you don't apply pressure, i mentally rolled my eyes.
"molly, give me the rope." paula said
"i'm not losing it." the man stated
i tried yelling to get their attention. i was getting more worried about carol.
my attempts were unsuccessful.
they kept talking and fighting with each other.
"we have to."
"no. no you can't."
"i saw them, you didn't. they took the place down, they got the guns, they'll kill us, too." paula said
"hey!" i yelled at them, it was muffled by they could definitely hear my call
"im not going down like that, not after making it this far." paula said
i said a few more things, once they came out of my mouth i couldn't really tell what i was even trying to say. the words were muffled so badly.
i called for them again and paula slowly turned her body towards me.
sorry for the slow up dates, i'll try and get things going. i've just been trying to avoid going to the next season.
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