Solitary {2} : The Walking Dead

Chapter One.

Day 2155.

Day 80.

Iris walks down the empty train tracks, she looks up at the sky, finding the sun, she realises it's late and decides to walk into the woods, setting up a small camp for the night, she ties rope around four trees, creating a square border around her. She pulls out her notebook and pencil, opening the book she looks down at the tally, adding another line to the page, keeping track of the days she's been out here.

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Day 365.

Iris starts a small fire and pulls out a tin of food she had found, pulling out her knife she opens the tin and starts shovelling the food into her mouth, "how much further are you goin'?" Iris looks across the fire and watches the flames dance across Beth's face "i don't know" Iris whispers, "why are you out here?" Beth asks "I don't know" Iris mumbles. The next morning Iris packs up her camp, clearing it from any signs she was here, and she starts walking through the woods.

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Day 730.

Iris sits in the abandoned car, taking a small sip of water before shoving her bottle back into her backpack, she sits back and waits for the sun to rise, Iris lifts her shirt slightly, noticing blood coming through her bandages, she lets out a sigh before climbing out of the car and walking again. She pulls out her knives and knocks on the shop door, listening and waiting for walkers, when she doesn't hear anything she slowly opens the door, creeping in and slowly walking down the isles.

Iris shoves a pack of pencils into her backpack, finding a few protein bars and and bandages and throwing them into her bag, she grabs a bag of tobacco and some papers, shoving them into her bag and shutting it before walking out of the store.

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Day 920.

Iris walks through the woods, dropping down when she hears voices, she carefully peers through the bushes and counts three tents. She slowly takes her bow off her back, laying it on the ground and putting her backpack and arrows next to it, she shoves her cap into her bag, before she takes one of her knives out of her belt and slides it into her boot before slowly standing, raising her arms she steps out, she hears guns cock around her, "stop where you are!" a man shouts.

"I-I'm sorry. I'm lost. I don't want any trouble" she says, making her hands shake, "Liam. Pat her down" the first man orders, Iris watches a young man step out, sitting his gun on his back, Iris stands and watches him pat her down, he takes the knife from her belt and steps back "she's clean" he says, completely missing the knife in her boot just like she had hoped.

"You been bit?" the first man asks, "no" Iris says, making her voice tremble slightly, she watches four men step out from behind the tents, "why are you out here?" the man in charge asks "i was out here with my husband... we got separated" she lies, forcing tears into her eyes, the men lower their weapons, Iris looks at Liam standing next to her, waiting for him to turn away.

Just as she wanted, he turns his back to her, Iris grabs onto the gun on his back, wrapping the strap around his neck and pointing the weapon at the other men, "let him go!" the leader says, as they all point their guns at her, "i'll let him go when you all drop your weapons!" she demands. The men look to their leader, Liam crying as his airways start to get tighter and tighter.

"Okay" the man says, Iris sits her finger on the trigger as she watches the men throw their guns on the floor, "thanks" she says, pressing down on the trigger and killing all the men, she takes her knife from Liams belt and slits his throat, letting his body drop to the floor.

Iris pulls his hand gun from his holster and tucks it in the back of her jeans, she opens her bag and takes the last of their ammo as well as the last of their food and water before leaving, knowing the noise means walkers are going to be there any minute.
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Day 1095.

Iris sits in the church pew, she looks up at the cross at the front of the building. "What are you doing here?" Iris looks over to see Rick sitting next to her, "why are you running away?" he questions, she looks back at the cross "i dont know" she admits, "go home" he says, "i can't" Iris whispers, "yes you can". Iris stands up, putting her backpack on and grabbing her bow and arrows, she lets out a sigh before walking out of the church.

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Day 1460.

Iris walks through the woods, looking around at the familiar surroundings, she walks into a clearing to find a trailer, walking in she moves to the sofa, lifting up the cushions she grabs the tinned food she left here a few years ago. Sitting down she stuffs the food into her mouth, laying back and falling asleep. 

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Day 1915.

"You're almost home" Carl says, Iris stares at the small fire in front of her, "i don't know if this is the right decision" Iris mumbles, hugging her coat close to her body, trying to keep warm as she leans back against the tree and closes her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

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Day 1825.

Iris looks at the broken window on the side of the abandoned window, she throws her bow and arrows through the hole before taking her backpack off and throwing it in with her other things, she reaches up and pulls herself through, "motherfucker" she whispers, wincing in pain as the broken glass cuts through her arm. She lands on the floor inside the dark room, she picks up her bag and opens it, pulling out her torch, she scans the room, clearing it of anything living or dead.

Wincing in pain she pushes a desk in front of the door, "your gonna need to stitch that up" "i know" Iris whispers, looking up at Hershel stood in the dark corner, Iris walks back over to her bag, sliding down the wall and sitting on the floor, she pulls out a small metal box, opening it up and taking out the needle and thread.

Iris grits her teeth as she pulls the needle and thread through her arm, when she's done she puts it back in the box and shoves it into her backpack, she pulls her coat from her bag and pulls it on, leaning back and closing her eyes.

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Day 2155.

Iris walks through the woods, looking around at her familiar surroundings, she stops when she hears the hooves of a horse trotting down the road, she sits her bow on her back and holds her hands up in surrender as she steps out onto the road, stopping in the middle.

She looks up from the floor, squinting as the sun shines in her eyes, stopping her from seeing. She hears movement coming from in front of her "Iris?"