IT ALMOST WORKED ! the walking dead ! season 3 episode 10 !
" maybe your right maybe this is all i can be "
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IT HAD BEEN DAYS, days of the never ending pain in her body. the feeling of disgust still etched in her mind, her skin was scratched raw, dark red lines across her forearm in the shapes of her jagged finger nails. eyes puffy, face red and dark bags painted the skin beneath her eyes.
sleep not gracing her, rather it had become her enemy. mocking her sleep, staining her dreams with a crimson red paint, stripping her mind of anything close to a relief.
she hadn't said much of anything to anyone. yet she was their, physically that was. mentally she was anywhere but where her body was, mind constantly running in circles around her, faster then she was able to keep up.
her father had broken once more, after scaring away a small group that was desperate for help. crazed yells escaping his lips as he stared at the cat walk in the air. truthfully it had scared her, she'd never seen her father react like how he had.
the group, apart from rick and daryl, stood around in the cell block. glenn and carl knelt down, and a small piece of white chalk in glenn's hand, drawing against the cement. "now you said you found tyrese's group here?" glenn questioned the young grimes boy, the boy nodded his head at glenn's words. "but we secured this." glenn told, looking to carl in confusion.
his face still a mix of colors, dark greens and purple painting his face like a canvas. "he thought he came through here." carl told softly, pointing to a small box glenn had drawn, a small replica of the prison layout. natalia stared down at the drawing, back pressed against the wall, brown long sleeve adorning her frame, she'd returned glenn's shirt to him the day prior.
"so we have another breach." glenn concluded, letting out a heavy sigh. "okay. the whole front of the prison is unsecured. if walkers just strolled in it's gonna be cake a group of armed men." glenn told, looking around at the different faces of the group. the group that was slowly getting smaller and smaller, natalia pursed her lips. slowly nodding her head at the man's words, "why're you so sure he's even gonna attack? maybe you scared him off." beth told, arms crossed over her chest, looking down to glenn before natalia.
with rick gone, she'd been getting asked more questions. everyone fearful of their lives, of the governor and his people; what they were capable of. when she wouldn't give an answer they went to glenn, it was a breath of relief for nat. "he had fish tanks full of heads. walkers and humans. trophies. he's coming." michonne told, nodding her head as she looked down to glenn. "he's deranged. he isn't gonna stop till he gets what he wants, the prison. he made that perfectly clear." natalia spoke up, eyes darting to her. she hadn't spoken in days, and truthfully the social interaction she was forcing herself into was overwhelming her.
