IT ALMOST WORKED ! the walking dead ! season 4 episode 8 — 16 !
" they wanna break me and wash away my colors "
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BLOOD. IT WAS everywhere, the floors stained with the dark sticky substance. it was a sight to see, the loud sounds of gun fire and explosions echoed within cell block A. the sound sent chills up her spine, it made her body shake more then it already was. screams and yells for help filled her ears.
her vision was foggy, her body feeling heavier then it had ever felt. slowly she sat up, her body on high alert yet it moved like she had all the time in the world. a cough bubbled up her chest, rumbling from her chapped lips. raising her arm she coughed into her elbow, blood spotted the sleeve of her grey shirt.
forcing her body to stand, her body fell into the wall. momentarily leaning her head against the wall as she attempted to catch her breath. she wanted to sleep, her body craving to get a wink of sleep. forcing herself to stand fully she grabbed her pack, slinging the heavy bag over her shoulders with slow rigid breaths leaving her lips.
her shaky hand grasped the gun on the small table beside the bed she'd been laying in. she wasn't entirely sure as to of what was taking place, but she knew it had to be bad. people were screaming, talk of getting to the bus loud as they left the cell block. kissing her teeth natalia forced her body to leave the cell she was in, having one thought on her mind; finding her siblings.
a man stumbled into her, blood gushing from his throat. his large hand cradled his neck, trying to slow the bleeding. yet it proved to be useless, the red crimson substance continued to spill. his hand grasped natalia's arm, groaning the girl shoved the man away.
his body stumbled into the door of her cell, going limp he fell. landing on the floor of her cell, shaking her head she began to walk. stumbling as she did so, her hand clutched her gun tightly. her free hand planting onto whatever surface she could reach, keeping herself upright as she stumbled out of cell block A.
the tombs echoed of yells of pain, the sounds of gun fire echoing louder as she attempted to get out. s cough rumbled from her chest, blood filling her mouth, she spat the crimson liquid onto the grey floors. she pushed the two double doors open, eyes going wide at the sight of people running, guns being fired, and a literal tank sitting in the middle of the courtyard. it sat unmoving, smoke brewing from the top of it.
avoiding the men that pushed further into the courtyard natalia stumbled towards the old blue bus, the paint chipping as the bus began to rust from its old age. raising her gun she shot a walker that had turned its attention to the girl, its dead decaying hands reaching for her. its body hit the ground with a thud, blood spilling from its head.
heavy breaths left her lips, her body feeling as if it was being weighed down by the world itself. her teeth sunk into her bottom lip, hand planting against the side of the bus. climbing the steps she was met with people of different ages looking to her, the grimes girls blue eyes landed on glenn. the man heaving, relief flooded his eyes at the sight of the girl. "nat." the man breathed out, sweat covered his face in a thin layer.
